When: Thursday October 15 7 PM-9 PM
Where: The Human Bean Coffeehouse
998 SE Oak St. Hillsboro, OR (503)747-6731
What:(clears throat, pops mic)
A weird little railroad town in Central PA that becomes the drain plug for Armageddon.
A girl the hero fell in love with when he was no older than Dante living 'La Vita Nuova', forged into a heroine worthy of the hardest hard SF by brute necessity, thrown back in Time too late, every time, to find her Taliesn again and get the hell home.
Twenty-two years of chasing the shadow with a camera, and realizing that only a lens separates you from it. Nietzsche covered that. (The monster's taking your picture, too...)
All this, and so much more, and more before... Come on down and sit on round. The Reverend has been a-building this here Fire Sermon since he was old enough to type.
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I wish i had a jet pack
Me too. The SAS over in England have those kickass flying wing things I just saw, kind of like turbine hanglider backpacks. A strong guy fully outfitted could go about thirty miles just on his own hook, according to the English military brass. Based on the photos I saw, that sounds about right. That guy was _cammin'_...
Hi, Robert. Your promo copy is on its way to your physical address. Both emails I tried for you ain't workin, can you send me a current one at dante3000@gmail.com? Lots of projects in the works and I truly could use your help, if just to bounce stuff off of.
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