Guy Hogan is my name and flash fiction is my game.
Hello hello hello, all my fans who live all over the world! The Old Soldier is reporting for duty.
Well, spank my bare bottom and call me a nudist! It’s supposed to be around 50 degrees and sunny in The ‘Burgh today, a good day for me to march down to the main branch of Carnegie Library of Pittsburgh, the public library down by the campus of the University of Pittsburgh, and to return the two books that I have and to check out some more. A writer has to feed his or her mind. The library is my second home.
Wait a hot minute. Who am I kidding? Talk about self-denial. Armand’s Bar in Little Italy is my second home and I can’t wait to get back there; but I won’t have any fun money until next week. Oh, well. A few days of sobriety will do me good. Just because you’re a writer doesn’t mean you have to be an alcoholic. But it sure helps.
What adventures in blogging will we share today? I’ve already updated some of the front page and will continue to update the front page throughout the day.
This is the Old Soldier reporting for the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette, a girlie magazine of erotic fiction, commentaries, nude female celebrities and the best gangbang stories on the Internet.
When flash fiction is good enough, it is not only great entertainment. It is also art.