Hello hello hello, all you rock ‘n’ rollers and welcome to today’s edition of the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette, the online magazine of culture for adults only. Guy Hogan is my name and blogging is my game.
How you doin’?
I hope you’re doing well. If you’re not doing well I hope my little girlie magazine will bring a little sunshine into your life at least for a little while. I’m doing well. I’m retired and I’ve lived long enough to find my niche in life: blogging. I’m a very lucky man.
Today in the Pittsburgh area there will be a mix of clouds and sunshine with only a 10% chance of rain and a high around 75. That’s right. A high of 75 in Pittsburgh in November.
You know you can’t beat that with a stick!
Last night I fell asleep while on my back on the sofa with two pillows under my weary head listening to the local 24/7 call-in sports show on the radio and watching the silent films of Buster Keaton on YouTube. Why do I like silent films? They are stories told through images; my old theory of Compressionism which I used for the one and only book of my collected fiction which helped me to win a K. LeRoy Irvis fellowship that was valued at around $60,000 and helped pay for my MFA at the University of Pittsburgh (2003-2006).
Even though I’m zoning out right now on Bukowski and Kerouac I am not neglecting the work of Amy Aimee. She has her own category here at The Gazette. Just scan down the sidebar down to Categories and click on the link Good Pussy Bad Pussy. Amy Aimee’s protagonist Rachel is on a journey of sexual liberation, a journey that takes your breath away in its sexual frenzy; but no matter how much she fucks you get the feeling she is still an innocent in a world of danger. It’s hot stuff!
Well, this is my second day of fun money for November 2016 and I’m doing okay. I’m blogging before I get drunk. I’ll probably stop in at Armand’s and Sonny’s Tavern later today after I publish this blog post and buy a new pair of boots. Yesterday when I stopped in at Armand’s in Little Italy there were two Vietnam War veterans that I knew sitting at the bar. We talked, but the war never came up. It’s ancient history. I mostly sipped my beer and munched on chips and watched the game shows on the television at our end of the bar. I got a 12-pack of beer to go. Then I came home and punched up the songs of The Doors (on YouTube) that I plan to sing at Sonny’s Tavern Sunday night and I listened to those songs and others by The Doors over and over and over again and practiced my Jim Morrison’s body language, jumping around in my living room-kitchenette and drinking beer. What would my neighbors think if they could see me? They would probably think I’m crazy. Maybe I am crazy. When you live alone as long as I’ve lived alone you get into some weird habits. I know this.
When I got on the bus after drinking at Armand’s yesterday there was a woman who got on before me. She had two young children with her and she was wearing these yoga pants which showed just how fine her ass was and she had a lot of ass to show. She brought to mind the three girlfriends that I had when I was young who allowed me to fuck them up the ass. It didn’t make them cum, I came, but it brought us closer together.
Will I Ever Write Another Flash Fiction Story?
Will I ever writer another flash fiction story? I don’t know. I hope I will, but I have no desire to write anymore flash fiction right now. I got a blast writing the gangbang series and of course before the gangbang series I was writing literary flash fiction or what I hoped was literary flash fiction. It was the flash fiction that got me the $60,000 fellowship to attend the graduate writing program at the University of Pittsburgh (2003-2006). So, I’m a pretty good writer of flash fiction; but this blogging gig consumes all my energy. I think about this fucking blog all the time. It’s the focus of my life. Which is a good thing. When you get to be my age you want to be passionate about something especially if you can make a couple of bucks from it to supplement your very modest income.
I’m offering entertainment; and I’m offering solid insights for bloggers and writers of fiction about blogging and writing fiction. And maybe through my struggles as a blogger and yes as a writer of fiction I may offer some inspiration to other bloggers and writers of fiction.
It’s not easy being a blogger or a writer of fiction in this computer age, especially if you’re trying to make a little money. So the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette definitely serves a purpose. It’s not just about naked women. And what’s wrong with naked women? I can see I’m being defensive so let’s just move on. No I am not ashamed about The Gazette. I’m defending it because…Oh, fuck it!
Right now sunlight is pouring through one of my windows. I have two windows, but they point in different directions because my apartment is in the back of the building at the very end corner of the building which is kind of cool. But I want to publish this and get out in the world and buy my boots.
Explore the site. There are over 2,200 posts on this site and you are sure to find something that will entertain or inform or inspire you. If you are not a regular reader of The Gazette, what are you waiting for? You can bookmark The Gazette or take out a free email subscription. The Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette covers blogging, karaoke, movies, sexy stories, television and female nudes. Oh, and this magazine is also a lifestyle magazine. Ah, my lifestyle. The lifestyle of a retired, life-long bachelor who never wanted children and who is a working-class baby boomer. You can say I’m just an over-educated bum. I glory in that description. I was a hippie and I would have been one of the Beat Writers if I grew up in the 50s. I grew up in the Counter Culture of the 60s so there ya go there ya go there ya go. No apologizes. And let me tell you this. When I sing karaoke at Sonny’s Tavern on the first Sunday night of every month I rock with the best of them if I may say so myself and I do say so myself.
Hail to Pitt!
This is Guy Hogan reporting for the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette. All photos of Arina Hashimoto were sampled from Egotastic All Stars. The Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette features the videos of Naked News, the program with nothing to hide.
Just Another Wednesday
Time to get going
Sunshine floods my window pane
Sipping on a beer