A year ago, I made my usual March entry noting with increasing nods of the knowing that March is my launchpad month. Slayer of Winter, art thou here again? Alas, I had no fucking clue what was about to happen. Last March launched a series of non-events that have left me in a lurch of … Continue reading Et tu, Ides of March?
Last night I spent about an hour an half finishing the novel Three Soldiers by John Dos Passos. The novel follows a handful of soldiers as they make their way from training camp to the front during World War I, and what happens after the war ends. I mostly enjoyed the novel, but there has … Continue reading Endpoint