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Hardwired Humanity: Cyberwizard Productions

 

Sarah Wagner's Hardwired HumanitySarah Wagner 

 

This fantastic collection of short sci-fi is great entertainment. Sarah Wagner weaves humanity into each tale and vignette. In an age in which we are realizing more and more the fusion of man-machine to machine-man, Wagner reminds us of the deep human issues involved in our love affair with technology.

The storyalone , “Shadow”, excerpted on the publisher’s webpage, is worth the cover price . And yet, there’s so much more to enjoy. Her first story struck me as a more mature version of something out of a Heavy Metal movie. Her scenes are clearly enough depicted to recall numerous movies; her pacing never lags for overabundant description. It’s a quick read for those who want a quick read. For those of us who like to wade in deeper waters, there’s plenty here to start more than a few deep philosophical ponderings and discussions.  

“Shadow” is definitely the best novelette I’ve read this year.

David M Pitchford

 

 

http://www.cyberwizardproductions.com/altered/hh.html

Poems Between Lovers

Poems Between Lovers

After the Vows: Poems Between Lovers

Available now via Diminuendo Press (and the usual places).

You are not Orpheus

You are not Orpheus, love, nor would I

have you be, and I will not slip in to

Hades hands. Understand my love is new

even when mundane is the order of

the day and I wish for words of passion

and wit. My days are incomplete without

a kiss from your lips, in a smile or pout.

Fanciful dreams in romantic fashion

still find their way into the world around

me, but now my prince has a face I can see

and when I look in your eyes, I see me.

My name in your voice is sweeter, I say

more musical than any poetry,

or song, Orpheus ever thought to play.

Siobhan M Pitchford

Aphrodite in Your Shadow

So well you take me as I am. I fear

to imagine what would be should that fair-

fortuned force that fogs your eyes suddenly

shed the scales that put me in your vision

as you describe it. I see no such man

within my mirror, but thank the heavens

that you see me so. And how do I see

you? Aphrodite shone as bright, I’m sure,

yet your steadfast nature is earth scented,

unlike Venus’s too fickle fragrances,

therefore so much the more desirable.

Yet, how can I compare you and be fair

when she is myth and you of fleshly make

she I wonder of—you I worldly hold.

David M Pitchford

Seaside Honeymoon

Fredrick Lord Leighton's "Flaming June"
Wine Seaside and Love and You

Perhaps a honeymoon, you and me, two

flutes and a bottle of wine. Beachfront, we

dance through this rented bungalow, the sea

swooshing, tide thrumming, moon smiling on true

love as we dance and kiss and toast our true

marriage. Hold this dream. In time, we will see

it to fruition, though it seems to be

merely a dream in these long days. We do

 

all we can, bide our time and struggle day

upon day to overcome hurdles high

as the surf, deep as the tide, blue as bay

pools and evening sky . . . Never question why,

but push on, trusting we will find someday

on a beach under full moon and clear sky.

 

David M Pitchford

10 June 2008

Look for  After the Vows: Poems Between Lovers.
130+ sonnets in a dialogue of poems between two poets

Picture: “Flaming June” by Frederick Lord Leighton, 1895

What Feeds US — Poems by Diane Lockward

What Feeds US — Poems by Diane Lockward

Check out the news on friend Diane’s inclusions in Rattle!

Congratulations, Diane!

Buy her book. It’s worth twice the cover price. Heart-felt, therapeutic, soul-touching, spiced throughout with humor and poignant with irony. I give it four stars only because I loved her Eve’s Red Dress even more and give it five. Check out both; I highly recommend them.

T. R. Jones’ Lost Survivor

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Independent Publishers Group

This is one of the best war novels I’ve ever read. Jones uses memorable characters to depict a story not merely about war, but also about the psychological impact war has on the soldier and his loved ones when he returns from the field as a survivor. Powerful!

Johnny leaves home to go to Vietnam as a Corpsman. Under fire from the moment he lands, Johnny transforms from the polite young man he was back home in central Illinois to become JD, the survivor and veteran. But thirteen months later JD’s tour ends and it is time for him to return to the States and resume his life as a stateside soldier.

The intervening time has changed JD completely. And yet, almost nothing has changed back home. How is JD supposed to speak to anyone about his experience when all they have to frame it in is what they’ve seen on TV? Betrayed by the very strategies he used to survive in Nam, JD feels nothing but lost back in his own hometown.

What is there left for him to do? Take another tour in Nam? Go on to an obscure training that will ensure his never returning to Nam?

Johnny learns two things very well: whatever world you leave will change when you’re away; and what leads to survival in war is totally antithetical to survival in the ‘civilized world’.

Wizard’s Bane

Wizard’s Bane, by Crystal Wizard

CyberwizardProductions – Wizard’s Bane

Dale is in very deep trouble . . . And I’m about 25 pages from the end of the book! Oh, for more time to read. Wonderful story telling and character building gives this novel a solid core on which the author carefully crafts muscular description and fleshes it out with a fresh turn of slipstream narration and plot.

Next to my own novels, this is the best SFF novel I’ve read so far this year! And, of course, mine are not yet published, so click over and pick up your copy of this unique trilogy – or is it a series . . .

What Feeds US — Poems by Diane Lockward

What Feeds Us

What Feeds US — Poems by Diane Lockward

I’ve been reading this book of poems again. It’s amazing to me how differently we read poetry after a few weeks, months, or years. It’s the best argument I could ever make for purchasing poetry books: we pick up more experiences and our perspective changes minutely such that each time we come to a poem – to any work of art – it is new and different because we are changed (hopefully evolved) by the intervening time and experience.

Diane Lockward’s poetry ages very well. Like wine. Only better, because wine eventually reaches its height and begins a slow, downhill slide toward becoming vinegar. Lockward’s poems may be a bit acidic up front, but they always settle on the discerning palate. And her poetry covers a range much like any good wine tasting: several varietals with a plethora of nuances.

Perhaps at another time I’ll write a full review of her in the extended metaphor, pairing each of her poems with a particularly well-suited wine. Meantime, I recommend Sauvignon Blanc with “Meditation in the Park” and a nice Rioja with “Reconstruction”.

Enjoy!