‘Life Gets Complicated’ for Fictional Stock Car Ace Barrie Jarman

Clinton, South Carolina, Wednesday, August 23, 2017, 8:53 p.m. The Clinton Chronicle was kind enough to run this today: Just five months after the release of Lightning in a Bottle, Barrie Jarman is back in a sequel. Life Gets Complicated takes Barrie into the top level of FASCAR. Monte Dutton’s seventh novel is the first …

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The Writing Man Can’t Get Nowhere Today

Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, June 24, 2017, 1:39 p.m. This has been a troubling week. It’s better than, oh, a disastrous week. It’s had its good points. My latest novel, Lightning in a Bottle, is getting rave reviews and middling sales. So far, 10 readers have reviewed it on Amazon, and it’s gotten nine “five …

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The Sun Is Out, the Sky Is Blue … I’m in the House

Clinton, South Carolina, Saturday, June 3, 2017, 9:46 a.m. Sometimes I get up, and lesser aspects of life greet me, all at once. Everything seems mildly absurd. It doesn’t hurt, occasionally, to recognize this. Absurdity is on the rise. What Republicans believe about the planet, I believe about the absurdity. Just gotta let it run …

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Oh, I’m Looking at the World from a Press Box … Again

Clinton, South Carolina, Tuesday, May 30, 2017, 12:05 p.m. I’m not at Charlotte Motor Speedway. I’m not on a four-lane highway. Hell, Memorial Day is even over. If you’re tired, is it a mild coma? Are there degrees of comatosity? Is comatosity a word? It is momentarily. Charlotte for the NASCAR races was only four …

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The World Gets a Little Larger When the Modem Dies

Clinton, South Carolina, Friday, March 24, 2017, 9:45 a.m. On Tuesday night, I was having a lovely time sitting around in a circle, taking turns with others, playing guitar – most of the others could pick one – and singing while a fearsome storm raged outside. I was in a barn. There were refreshments. Meanwhile, …

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