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Más se perdío by M.C.A. Hogarth

Más se perdío by M.C.A. Hogarth

“They don’t know,” I tell my mother.

We are sitting at a table in a bookstore cafe. Between us, my daughter looks at a book on ocean mammals. There is espresso growing tepid on the table.

“No,” she agrees.

“They don’t have our family history,” I say.

“No,” she says.

“And it’s because of our family history,” I say.

Her laugh is without mirth. “I’m sorry.”

“No,” I say. “No, don’t be. I’m glad. I’d rather know. I’d rather know to fear the ...

RARE-ISH mONDAY Book Promo And Vignettes by Luke, Mary Catelli and ‘Nother Mike

Book promo

If you wish to send us books for next week’s promo, please email to bookpimping at outlook dot com. If you feel a need to re-promo the same book do so no more than once every six months (unless you’re me or my relative. Deal.) One book per author per week. Amazon links only. Oh, yeah, by clicking through and buying (anything, actually) through one of the links below, you will at no cost to you be giving a portion of your purchase to support ATH through our associates number. I ALSO...

Alive

I’m alive — alive, alive, ho! — but really tired, so will do promo post tomorrow, if that’s okay.

Home For Christmas, Complete Short Story

*So it took me forever to finish this. Not because writing is difficult, but because I was doing it in dibs and drabs while painting/cleaning/preparing for holidays, such as they are this year.
I’m going to try to do them in another three/four worlds for the rest of the year, but I’m not going to promise one a day.

Anyway, this is unproofed, and fresh off the keyboard. I hope you enjoy.

Merry Christmas for those of you who celebrate. And everyone, enjoy the short story. – SAH*

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Tired

This is not an announcement that I’m quitting.

I feel the need to say that because I know you, cartoon critters, and you panic easily.

It’s just an announcement that I’m….. tired.

It’s been one damned thing after another for…. ten years? I was never a happy warrior. I’m simply a crazy warrior. I defend the last redoubt tirelessly, but it doesn’t make me happy about it.

And when everything you predict would happen happens, you start getting tired. Honestly, Cassandra didn’t need...

Omicron, Ontario and Lying With Statistics by Francis Turner

Omicron, Ontario and Lying With Statistics by Francis Turner

Note: You are strongly recommended to go and look at the source data at the page below

So there’s a graph going around social media that is more or less a classic example of how to lie with statistics. The graph is this one (or close relatives) as publicized by Alex Berenson, a journalist who has been increasingly skeptical of vaccine effectiveness

If you look at it uncritically it shows a huge spike in cases amongst ...

Sometimes the Day Goes SIDEWAYS

Sometimes the day goes sideways SO badly that it’s 5 pm before you realize that, dear Lord, it’s 5 pm. And I forgot to put a post up.

On the good side, I painted husband’s office on the ONLY day he’s likely to be out of it until April. So that part is good. On the other hand have about a million things to do by 9 am tomorrow. On yet the better side, yes the house is falling into place, but suddenly a confluence of “we have help today” means an entire day disappears.

Sorry.

Lavish

Good morning horde. Do you know what time it is? It is time to disappoint the snobs. It is time to grin in their smug faces. It is time to hoist middle fingers at their scolding. And it is definitely time to pffft pffft pfffft right in der Fuhrer’s face!

Now more than ever. Every day with gusto and twice on Sunday for good luck.

And if you’re scratching your head right now and going “It’s nine and a bit on a Monday morning, what in heaven’s name has wound Sarah up?” worry not. You’re ...

Book Promo And Vignettes by Luke, Mary Catelli and ‘Nother Mike

Book promo

If you wish to send us books for next week’s promo, please email to bookpimping at outlook dot com. If you feel a need to re-promo the same book do so no more than once every six months (unless you’re me or my relative. Deal.) One book per author per week. Amazon links only. Oh, yeah, by clicking through and buying (anything, actually) through one of the links below, you will at no cost to you be giving a portion of your purchase to support ATH through our associates number. I ALSO...

The Lies of the Twentieth Century

Every society and system tells itself lies. Some of it is because it’s inherently impossible for humans to perceive truth. It probably would require us to think in twenty dimensions and smell colors, or something.

I mean, I’m probably not the only one who ten years later looks back on some situation and goes “Oh, dear Lord, so that’s why–“

Then there’s the lies you tell yourself. In my case there is this certainty that if I think hard enough I can overcome anything. Which means I keep...