Morgan Wallace

"One more word outta you and I'm opening up my can of Whoop-Ass."

It must have been an epic battle.

Letter from the Portland War Front (humor about something deadly serious) My dearest wife, It is week two of the Siege of Portland, and still these barbarians will not yield to our troops. We have severed the cords of their latte machines but they are making cowboy coffee ...

My dearest wife,

It is week two of the Siege of Portland, and still these barbarians will not yield to our troops. We have severed the cords of their latte machines but they are making cowboy coffee in their camps, where loud ukulele songs of resistance even now drift in on the breeze.

Just completed THE SUFFERINGS OF YOUNG WERTHER by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, translated from the German by Stanley Corngold. This is the Norton Critical Edition.

Last night at the Pacific Northwest Writers Association Conference Awards Banquet.

Tucker enjoys a relaxing Monday.

Alright, so I've been afraid to say this out loud, but I think after today, I can say it: In the first Battle of Los Angeles, the good people of LA County have prevailed. We beat ICE back. 1/

Strange moon tonight.

Labor Day Rally and March, Shoreline, Washington.

"The Republican Party wants to pull YOUR teenage daughter's pants down in the middle of gym class if they think she's too good at lacrosse, this is vile and depraved and only the start of their intrusive government overreach" should be the party line and I don't think it's a heavy lift

Tucker in Dreamland.

Being in a sea of humanity, all of you cheering for more humanity, is an incredible feeling and will bolster your resolve for the endurance march that will be the next several years. We do have each other, and that's a lot. For love, we'll give it a shot.

My new badge!

I just read THE SORROWS OF YOUNG WERTHER by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, translated from German by Thomas Carlyle and R. D. Boylan.

"...[T]his masterpiece catapulted the author to the forefront of the literary movement known as 'Sturm und Drang.'"

Speaking of vestiges of the past....

Once upon a time Seattle had TWO daily papers.

A street corner in Shoreline.

Shoreline's streets were laid out by a mysterious stranger with glowing red eyes. He smelled of sulfur.

This old, forgotten street sign is still legible, barely, but it's obscured and drivers can't see it.

I'm drawn to hidden vestiges of the past.

Tucker is "chillin'".

Queso-smothered chikn burrito and onion rings at Veggie Grill!

Lunch is a "Smoked Out" burger with an Impossible (R) patty, queso fries, and a Mexican Coke from Lil Woody's Burgers & Shakes.

Beyond Steak (R) Filet, chimichurri, garlic griddled broccoli, creamy jalapeño slaw, and lemonade at Veggie Grill!

Three layers of roadways--Seattle.

Tucker on top!

We voted in the Tuesday, August 5th primary and special election.

Tucker #caturday

2025 Contest Finalists - PNWA - a writer's resource "The District" - Jim McMaster

News!

My short story, "The Soft Prison," is a finalist in the Pacific Northwest Writers Association's Unpublished Writing Contest.

The 1st, 2nd, and 3rd place winners will be announced at the PNWA's annual conference in Sept.

Here is the contest's finalists page:

www.pnwa.org/page/Finalis...

When you feel that you're being watched...

Tucker claims the cat tree.