The tagline of this blog is, “A Corporate Drone Learns to Leave the Flock”, and by now you should know that it tells the tale of one man’s attempt to make an honest buck for himself, rather than for an(admittedly very nice) corporation. This post celebrates the first concrete...

I’m not a huge fan of social media.  That toxic purple sewer burned me out on third party sites where the powers that be tow the Party line.  I deleted my Facebook account when it’s spergy CEO abandoned it’s neutrality in favor of under-the-table activism.  Twitter?  Warren Abox ain’t...

Two more simple Reaper Bones figures to add to Castle Meatgrinder.  These are called “Spell effect: Tentacles” (#77367), and are carved by one C. Staples.  While they might work well as spell effect markers, (I could see these painted in a black and neon green to add some magic...

From Adventure Magazine, February 1911Available for free download here “In all the seas there are few more beautiful spots, none more lonely, than Trinity Island.  It lies in the high longitudes and the low latitudes, and is a mere horseshoe of coral rising out of the fathomless black water,...

Great stories published back in the day are all well and good, but isn’t there a contemporary source for that old time fun?  Yes, there is, but as is so often the case these days it comes out of the crowd of true rebels. To use a high school...

God bless this modern age of ours.  The last few posts here have been railing about how they just don’t make them like they used to, and it turns out that we can still read the Narrative-free tales of yesterday without combing the used book sales and flea markets...

Let’s run a little experiment together, shall we?  Open Google, and enter, ‘Why Men Don’t Read,” into the search bar.  The first few articles should be worth a laugh. First up, Why Men Don’t Read: How Publishing is Alienating Half the Population Color me impressed!  I was ready to...

One of the few safe havens inside Castle Meatgrinder is a vaulted room with a heavy stone door.  The center of the dome shaped room is dominated by a massive stone column carved into twin angels standing back to back.  They radiate the light of God, and prevent entry by...

The world needs more men’s adventure fiction. You’ve probably seen at least one click-bait article featuring a series of garish and campy covers for the men’s adventure fiction magazines from the 1950s and 1960s.  They feature bright colors, exclamation points, and outrageous article titles, “Weasels Ripped My Flesh” being...

This post isn’t about better writing, it’s about being a better writer.   As I write this, the TV above my head is blaring the tedious drama of ghetto dwelling reprobates.  Two more of that ilk sit across from in in the auto shop waiting room. Their undisciplined children...