Author: Jonathan Kieran
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Not Substack, Jonny …
MORE? This means I have to do MORE?!? Yeah, in addition to jazzing-up my official site ASAP (I have a novel coming out in May, after all), I’m considering the idea of launching my carcass onto the Substacks. Aye yi…
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Illustration: How the Sausage Gets Made
Though they say you should never want to see “how the sausage is made” in a restaurant, I think such desires are valid when it comes to the visual arts. In my upcoming novel, The Wednesday Box, I have featured…
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If You Ever Need an Etro Shaman
I’m your huckleberry. Trust me, one has to be properly and mystically attired to do the kind of writing, illustrating, and woodwork that I assume as an artistic calling. You wouldn’t believe what marvels I created in this ensemble. At…
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The Woodshop is Calling
Too many projects in the wood shop need attention as the writerly and illustrative phases of life come to an end. Only four more books left to release after The Wednesday Box in May, 2026. 2028 will see a deluxe…
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Slide Back Saturday
Up against the wall, trespasser! Not really. I wasn’t practicing to take part in a criminal line-up, here. I simply paused for a pose while visiting Pau, France, which is a charming town not far from the famous Marian shrine…
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Witches Use YouTube, Too
”Seriously, Barbara, morning potty-times have been a breeze since I added eye-of-newt to my oatmeal. Those little round num-nums really get things rolling. I’m thinking of doing an informercial on YouTube. Everyone else is.” ———— [ THE WEDNESDAY BOX, a…
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Be Kind to Small Things …
This little fellow lost part of his tail in some kind of dustup with a predator and was exhausted when I found him outside. Out of sorts! Befuddled! Glad to be alive! He looked like he needed a bit of…
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Things Could Get Eternally Ripe
WHULL, let Him take His time! Only the fortunate emerge swiftly. We all need privacy and space, after all. Just tell God to light a match after He’s done and no one’ll have to suffer the horror of Holy Odors.…
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Jaime Wyatt: Better than a Belt of Fine Whiskey
There are precious few musical artists I would pay exorbitant ticket prices to see in “live” performance. Crowds of any sort no longer “do it” for this eremitic soul. I question the levels of “talent” being marshaled into the mainstream.…
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Pull Up a Picnic Blanket?
My favorite spot on earth, overlooking the mesmerizing Pacific between Point Lobos and Carmel River Beach. This was taken on a bluff about 400 ft. above the actual beach itself. It is an arresting spot that no photograph can adequately…
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