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What Value Reviews?

May 3, 2020September 24, 2020 / N. P. Ryan / 1 Comment

The last post looked at why reviews for products/services offered to self-publishers might be outright lies to not quite what they seem, and how to potentially spot them.

This post looks at reviews for books and the shady goings-ons that can equally be found involved with them too:

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N. P. Ryan vs. Social Media

October 10, 2017February 18, 2019 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

Facebook is a Flipping Pest.

Anytime I check my page, it bugs me to post something without the slightest care, concern or regard for whether I actually have anything worth saying. Continue reading →

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Drinking in a dingy bar by the sea, crumpled postcard from Her and World’s Biggest Ray Zero for company; then the son of a starts saying I’m cursed. Praise Be to lighting-up another smoke. Inhale, taste a foul brand: the Hex She put on me. Promised Heaven, delivered a dive nightclub Hell. Thank the Lord for liquor loving hot chicks. Though nothing compares to how it’ll feel catching up with Her.

Wanted a quick bit of business and gone. Bath had other ideas. First, battered and left for dead after a hundred heart-breaking truths. Then a Police Chief with a saggy old treasure chest of secrets to keep needs a scapegoat. Dumps me in the middle of corruption so deep it eases through bone to suck greedy at marrow. With every gun pointing my way, Hell, not even He’s gonna get me outta this one.

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Legends

Legends

A few weeks ago something prompted this to pop into my head and now I can’t remember what. It definitely gave it context, I remember that much. Anyway, the show, as they say, much go on; so to compensate for lack of reasoning an alternative timeline for your contemplation follows the verse.

Uncle Sam’s on Mars

Uncle Sam’s on Mars

Some possibly tongue in cheek thoughts on those celebrating the latest invasion of Mars.

Smokin’

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Following on from Fern Stone’s last guest post, where misogyny was taken to task, the poem that ‘started’ it all.

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