R.E. Prindle

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Tuesday, February 20, 2018

God's Own Singer Of Songs Goes Home

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God’s Own Singer Of Songs Goes Home by R.E. Prindle   When Earth’s last picture is painted And the tubes are twisted a...
Tuesday, January 19, 2016

Vol. I, Clip 4: The Vampyres Of New York

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Vol. I The Vampyres Of New York Clip 4 by R.E. Prindle   Now, Gentlemen, to make myself intelligible I should clear up t...
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R.E. Prindle
What can one say about oneself that isn't totally adulatory? I like my life, I'm having a good time. Doesn't mean I can't be critical. Just because I'm critical doesn't mean I don't like what I criticize. Who would write about something if they didn't care? So, I'm a child of the fifties and sixties; those were the decades that formed me. I am a child of literature; hundreds of books have formed my character and outlook. I especially like the literature from 1870 to 1925. Mostly those are the books I review both fiction and non-fiction. Hope you like my stuff. Cheers and keep a stiff upper lip.
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