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10/17/2026

https://greencountrymagazine.com/home/somewhere-between-poe-and-coleridge I thought this was a very interesting proposal, and we talked at length about other famous writers that had issues with alcohol or an addiction to other types of mind-altering compounds. During the conversation we mentioned William Faulkner who is attributed with the saying, “Write drunk and edit sober.”

Something really amazing happened yesterday as I was assisting a student with her topic selection for a research paper. Her class was in American Literature,...

10/16/2026

Finally got the upright, bags, engine guard, and windshield on. The honeycomb patterned gel pad for the seat came yesterday. Now if the rain will just stop for a couple of days, I might be able to get some road time in!

10/13/2026

https://greencountrymagazine.com/home/carmilla-by-j-sheridan-le-fanu-a-report-by-john-wallis Looking for a great Halloween read? Here's a good one.

These small details are what seemingly set the differences in what geographic regions the tales are being told. These differences are also known as geographic...

10/01/2026

https://greencountrymagazine.com/home/my-first-kawasaki-or-my-first-water-cooled-bike The one thing I didn't think I'd ever do....

09/28/2026

Had to get some pictures out at Claremore Lake today…

09/24/2026

My newest cryptid sketch. Anyone remember this movie?

09/20/2026

Trying to get better at sketching. Be kind. I haven't done this in awhile without Ai and I'm a little rusty....😁

09/16/2026

https://greencountrymagazine.com/home/the-devil-s-promenade-part-ii And he saw a little white house somewhere beyond Oklahoma, where Summer stood on the porch calling him home before a summer storm. Then the darkness returned and Dan felt the Ford sliding sideways. The rear tires left the road and gravel sprayed against the undercarriage. Dan tried to turn the wheel, but the car had already crossed the ditch and begun descending the embankment.

And he saw a little white house somewhere beyond Oklahoma, where Summer stood on the porch calling him home before a summer storm. Then the darkness returned...