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Piraterobotpress is promoting Dan Vaughn’s 55pages project. Here is the current list of books he’s working with, all submitted by readers. If you want to add one, email us and we’ll pass it on.
 
Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy
The Devil Tree
Diary of a Bad Year
Illusions
The Golden Compass
Ender’s Game
Another Bullshit Night in Suck CIty
Fortress of Solitude
Voices from [...]

Alright, things are on hold for the next month or so. I am incredibly tied up finishing school and that makes for really spotty work time. So for the time being, hold on, we will get back to you. On a side note, I am working on a book idea that will take at least [...]

So the end of the weekend is upon us here at Piraterobotpress. Just a quick update on everything that is going on. They’re Bound to Leave some Keepsakes is chugging along, only waiting on the cover art so we can design the cover. I’m thinking within the next two weeks. I will keep you posted. Mystery [...]

When I consider the “end of the world”, that fiery meteor that destroys us all, or the superbug flu that infects and drops us one by one, it is not the loss of life that saddens me so much. Granted, my own passing would be a disappointment, or the loss of a loved one would [...]

My grandfather died Saturday morning. He had Alzheimer’s and, as with all of those that suffer from that ailment, he was long gone in mind before in body. He was a good man, now dead. I don’t feel incredibly sad about it, but for this reason I have been out of town, without means or [...]

Busy busy busy.
Pirate robots has been working on lining up the first title to be produced and I am thrilled to announce that a name of some importance locally, as well as elsewhere, has been brought into the piraterobot fold. More to follow…
and that my friends, was a teaser.

The flies swarm in clouds
Moses-vs.-Pharaoh-like,
Rubbing, bumping and grinding
Against their like kind.
They flit and hover,
Then land among the refuse
To vomit up putrid young,
Maggots,
Their larvae,
To feed,
And grow,
And take flight.

Number 162 was faceless.
His Pt Cruiser,
A hideous maroon color,
Was parked too close
And, sardine-like,
I was forced to peel my way
Out of my car tin.
58, 74, and 93
just wouldn’t shut up.

1 was my dog,
whining to go out,
far too early this morning
her bladder ignoring
the three taps of the snooze button.

31 through 55 were all work-related,
like a postal worker’s [...]

After my last post about memories of the last 3 years, I was asked to explain some of the events mentioned, so for you that are interested…
Master Pirate Robot, it looks like you had quite a roller coaster of a time these past three years. What religions did you change from and to? How bad [...]