David

As kids growing up in the US South in the 1960s, part of our back-to-school ritual every August was de-worming after spending the summer playing in fields covered in cow shit, picking food off the vine and eating it, and raw milk at meals. All very Norman Rockwell, yeah, but ... parasites.

The irony here is that consumption of pornography tends to be heaviest in the most conservative states, such as Texas, Alabama, Louisiana, etc.

What's a female/gender-neutral analog to the term "hitman"? "Hitperson" is just ridiculous, and "hitwoman" sounds like a failed 1960's superhero franchise. I mean, what does a woman who kills people for a living put on her business cards? (Asking for a friend.)

I have a cat. I also have a mouse. I don't know how it got here, and it defies my efforts to capture it, but I discovered last night that it is eating out of the cat food dish. While the cat sits by and waits her turn. You had one job, Margaret Catwood. One job. WE ARE NOT AMUSED.

Waaaahhhh! Mommmyyyy!

Image of someone typing on an portable typewriter.

#writers #writingcommunity #writing In an insane world, is it wrong to use our writing to try to create a quiet space, a refuge where the madness is kept at bay? I'm a news junkie, a former TV newsperson, a small-town elected official, so I'm not apolitical, but sometimes I just have to walk away.

I did that yesterday, in conversation with someone. I stood there struggling to describe the function of the machine in question, and the person I was talking to looked at me for a moment, then said, "You mean 'teakettle'?" The conversation didn't thrive after that.

I did a thing! My third novel is out. My first foray into fantasy! Tonight, I'm doing an in-person event at Pearl's Books in Fayetteville, Arkansas. #BookSky #writingcommunity

The gas gauge?

No, I'm fine. I'm just resting my eyes.

No, that's a lie. Actually, I'm halfway through the second act of my current novel-in-progress, and my protagonist keeps wandering off script. My brain is melting.

Still photo of actress Barbara Shelley.

Genre prejudice. That's when a great actor gets no respect from film historians because he or she worked primarily in genre movies. Every time I see Barbara Shelley in something, I fall in love all over again.

Cover of novel titled "Strange News," by David Lee Holcomb. Image shows a crow standing over a smashed birthday cupcake, while a drift of smoke coming from the candle takes the form of a death's head.

I did a thing. Humor me, just this once, and I'll get back to political sh*tposting soon.

Available now in ebook, paperback, and hardcover. Just look for David Lee Holcomb, Strange News, anywhere books are sold.

It’s Amazing What White Evangelicals Are Willing To Ignore….

Really? Now I have the motivation to get out there and vote my Democratic butt off!

Just sent out my first promotional email for my upcoming book. It's just an email. Really. Why do I feel like I just sent my child out onto a battlefield?
#books #writing #indieauthors #authors

Because there just aren't enough words floating around cyberspace currently, I've revamped and relaunched my website, www.turningupbones.com

It's lean and clean, and yes, I'm using it to promote my upcoming novel, Strange News. Don't judge me.

Rep. Jasmine Crockett

Rep. Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez

Gov. JB Pritzker

Gov. Tim Walz

these are our party leaders now, ignore all other opinions

So. Much. Peroxide. I'm thinking we need to take another look at the correlation between bleached hair and brain damage.

To The People I Know Who Voted for Him, To the people I know who voted for him,

You chose this.
You chose him.
For the third time, you had a chance to reject his vitriol, condemn his criminality, prevent his lawlessness, denounce his bigotry—and you flat-out refused. More than that, you celebrated it. That’s not something I can abide.

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I live on a fixed income -- a SMALL fixed income -- but I'm finding enough extra every month to donate to my local library. I'd rather miss a meal from time to time than allow a gang of illiterate baboons gut the library.

Cover of the upcoming novel "Strange News." We see a crow standing over a smashed cupcake. Smoke from the birthday candle on the cupcake is rising to show a ghostly death's head. At the top of the page is the line "Some family secrets refuse to stay buried." Below that is the author name, "David Lee Holcomb," and the title, "Strange News."

I did a thing.

Well, me plus three editors, five beta readers, and a lot of emotional support from people who will be glad when it's all over. My third novel, “Strange News,” will be hitting the streets on May 3. Ask for it at your local bookstore!

Send #Twitter the way of #Tesla

"NO KINGS LIVE HERE"

Planes didn't crash when this guy ran things.

REPOST if you stand with AOC!

Doing the thing I never do, because now it's more important than it's ever been.

This is his gift to President Musk. His first concentration camp.

1973, or thereabouts. I remember the brouhaha when the time came for Jacqueline to pay taxes on the estate.

Yeah, that whole "bipartisan" thing has been working so well lately.

Every day on Bluesky, I get a dozen new "friend" requests from women with zero posts and profile photos that are mostly breasts (and lips that look like breasts). Is this an endemic problem on Bluesky? Is there a way to filter these people out? The legit people are getting buried in all this BS.