Author Archive: tyunglebower

Between Seasons (Creative Prose.)

A time between the winter and the spring, when the air has started to warm, but only started. The sun resides with us longer into the day, but the ground has not yet been informed of the change. That, or it is an arrival for which the soul and the long-browned grass refuse to prepare; …

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The Monk Inside the Jester

  The above picture is me. I imagine that is obvious to most people, even though I’m not exactly dressed up for the red carpet. The shot is about a month old or so. Despite its overall rough look, I got to think not long after I took it (on a lark) that it is …

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Let Loose the Dogs of Creativity

Any dog, no matter how tame and lovable, yes even your own pooch, will, if deprived of food and/or water long enough, go mad. At that point, it will become and cruel and nasty as its physical condition will allow in order to get the food and water it needs. Dogs we love can reach …

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The Ideal Place to Read My Books

Broadly, anywhere a reader could comfortably enjoy any or all of my books is the ideal place, of course. I’m not one to dictate such things. In truth, I don’t think there is much about my novels, or short story collections that would partner specifically well with a given setting or circumstance. In the bath, …

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Okay, NOW It’s New Year’s

I write this a week to the day since most people ran in 2018. I myself was at a small New Year’s Eve party for the occasion. (Something that hasn’t happened in quite some time.) I had fun at the party, but it came at the end of a quite troublesome span of days at …

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