tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24980209572641894612024-02-18T22:12:00.658-05:00Mike HammerMike Hammer - Writer, Marketing and Communications SpecialistHammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-77384658055562949712022-03-11T19:28:00.001-05:002022-03-11T19:29:50.826-05:00check out my story in Medium Chill magazine
check out my story
Charles Bukowski still doesn’t have a statue, and he talks about it, from the afterlife: 27 years after he died, Bukowski gives me an interview - from Purgatory Bukowski confirms the existence of God and makes an educated guess that humans are about to die
in Issue 7 of Medium Chill magazine, available now on Amazon https://www.amazon.com/.../dp/B09TDZQVDP/ref=mp_s_a_1_3..Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-34362154571973756982020-06-17T18:08:00.000-04:002020-06-17T18:08:46.764-04:002020 Walk n' Roll to Cure Ataxia websiteNational Ataxia Foundation is planning a virtual Walk n' Roll to Cure Ataxia for everyone across the country, for everyone to visit the same webpage in October for a virtual event.Details and ideas to help promoting the virtual event and help gather donations and donate to the National Ataxia Foundation will be posted in the future. So stay tuned. For now please visit www.ataxia.org/WalkNEO
Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-33893433042424867192020-06-07T21:15:00.001-04:002020-06-16T07:27:41.325-04:00
Hello NEO Walk n’ Roll to Cure Ataxia supporters,
We have exciting news for the 2020 Walk n’ Roll to Cure Ataxias, the National Ataxia Foundation will be hosting an online virtual Walk n’ Roll to Cure Ataxia online this year. The date being targetted is Oct. 3 for about 90 minutes and the NEO support group will take part. Supporters will be able to win raffle items and donate money.
Because Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-51623887184228440902019-04-20T23:02:00.000-04:002019-04-20T23:02:05.361-04:00Sign up and start fundraising now for the 2019 NEO Walk n Roll to Cure AtaxiaThe 2019 NEO Walk n Roll to Cure Ataxia is set for Sept 22 at Lakewood Park.
Visit the event website now
https://app.mobilecause.com/vf/AtaxiaWalkOH
and sign up as a fundraiser and create a team, and link all your family and friends to your team so they donate and attend the event
if you have any questions about how to register and set up your page and create a team and raise funds Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-47733848358842940292019-04-08T21:45:00.001-04:002019-04-08T21:45:21.582-04:00 "That one Tuesday, when the beast came." in Medium Chill issue 3
Order your copy and read my story "That one Tuesday, when the beast came." in Medium Chill issue 3 -
https://www.amazon.com/dp/1794555145
Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-59125732379124215762018-02-28T18:43:00.002-05:002018-02-28T18:44:25.992-05:00I have 2 stories in this new magazine - It's over. I think. and Meeting Someone New
I have 2 stories in this new magazine, buy it -
https://www.amazon.com/Medium-Chill-Issue-1/dp/1985792389/ref=sr_1_4?ie=UTF8&qid=1519855069&sr=8-4&keywords=medium+chill
Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-3429066412828427342017-09-21T21:03:00.008-04:002017-09-21T21:03:59.460-04:00The Good People of Harvey - A couple get out of danger thanks to some good Samaritans and are reunited with their daughter.
2017 Falsh Fiction Championships - Round 1 Challenge 2
Genre: Historical Fiction
Location: Machine Shop
Item: Turtle
The
Good People of Harvey
A
couple get out of danger thanks to some good Samaritans and are reunited with
their daughter.
We sat in the machine shop, it was dry and we were
eating hot dogs again, for the fourth day straight.
“I hate the smell of hot dogs,”Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-38034503183154388692017-09-04T19:33:00.002-04:002017-09-04T19:33:51.419-04:00FAMILY ALBUM - Ohio Poetry Day 2017, Family Ties contest, Honorable Mention
Family album
My sister takes old fashioned
black and white photographs
with a hi-tech SLR camera.
She puts shoes in graves
because she can't find any models.
She's always about an F stop away
from suicide.
My brother hopes to go to South America.
He has to get shots
for his safety,
wear a big brimmed yellow hat,
and carry his degree around.
My father washes dishes
but Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-89596790768061114862017-07-19T21:23:00.002-04:002017-07-25T17:32:58.653-04:00RBR (Romance Between Robots)
2017 FFC Round 1
Group 25 - Romance, A strawberry field, A golf ball
RBR
(Romance Between Robots)
Sparks
fly between two strawberry picking robots.
Can they figure out what it all means and will it matter?
Robot #5 heard a tight flurry of drums with a
roaring saxophone darting in and out. After accessing an internal music
database, #5 determined the music was “Tenor Madness” by Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-82440394030268397342016-09-21T21:02:00.001-04:002016-09-21T21:03:17.373-04:00Dick's Anniversary - The Flash Fiction Challenge 2016 | Challenge #2 Assignment Group 54 - Romantic Comedy/A Pediatrician's Office/A Blender
Dick’s
Anniversary
Dr. Richard Tomlin pulled into his reserved space
outside the overly white, sterile looking, office building on another bright,
humid morning. He had a full 30 minutes before his first appointment. He had
finished his morning at the local hospital with no snags, checked on the new
mothers and the new babies and found no irregular issues, and was able to skate
out of thereHammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-34430597026372566552016-07-26T17:39:00.000-04:002016-07-28T02:24:46.885-04:00Stop Breathing By The Seaside - The Flash Fiction Challenge 2016 | Challenge #1 Assignment Group 54 - Mystery / A Wharf / A Dog Collar
Stop
Breathing By The Seaside
Two
detectives investigate a murder on a wharf and find the solution in the dead
man’s stomach.
“This guy died from his stomach tearing open,
probably someone kicked it in,” Dr. Daniels spat, cold and clinical, into the
phone. “There are signs of violence and fighting.”
“Ok, let me know if you find anything else,”
answered Detective Jones.
Jones hung up Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-9847016389648430892016-04-11T19:02:00.004-04:002016-04-11T19:02:37.212-04:00Flash fiction story I wrotethis is a flash fiction piece of mine that just got posted
http://forthmagazine.com/fiction/2016/04/listening-for-hearts-breaking-fiction-by-mike-hammer/
Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-41468464569362826212015-09-22T18:07:00.002-04:002015-09-26T15:33:49.789-04:00THE DAYS OF A LONELY FISHERMAN - The Flash Fiction Challenge 2015 | Challenge #2 AssignmentGroup 30 - Horror / A Marina / A can of soup
THE DAYS OF A LONELY FISHERMAN
A fisherman is
not as pleasant to visitors as he appears
The
days of a lonely fisherman are spent sleeping. After a long moonlit night of
hauling tuna, he stops his boat a bit outside the marina to dump out the rest
of his chum and some bones, then he heads in to tie up and sleep. He passes all
the other boats Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-44252560735137560382015-08-04T13:15:00.004-04:002015-09-26T15:34:56.462-04:00ATTENDANCE - The Flash Fiction Challenge 2015 | Challenge #1 Assignment
Group 30 - Comedy / A morgue / A permanent marker
ATTENDANCE
It is Friday afternoon, and it is a time for
mourning.
We all kinda figured his wife would kill him eventually, but Dad seemed to be OK with the possibilities and the dangers of marrying Mia.
He met Mia in the basement of a funeral home, the same funeral home Jeff and I were driving to, at this moment, contemplating how Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-3829517968153252132015-07-23T17:02:00.001-04:002015-07-23T17:02:31.385-04:00Sons of Idioms
Sons of Idioms
by Mike Hammer
“You ever dance with the devil in the pale moonlight?”
“Don’t say that shit man.”
The house shook and the front door exploded off its hinges, hurtling into the front yard.
“Speak of the Devil,” said Lucifer, a gorgeous woman, with colorless eyes and skin that was on fire and constantly burning, as she came into the house.
“Look at what you did, asshole.”
“Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-54280310013035062842015-05-13T16:32:00.000-04:002015-05-13T16:32:09.283-04:00AArmond the Amazing
AArmond the Amazing – by Mike
Hammer
“A-Armond, or is it Arghhhhmond, maybe A ron mon, all Jamaican-like:
“You know my name, you POET”
“Oooh a poet, wait…. What’s a poet Chester?
“A poet is a dream that……” CRUNCH
It was
the worst sound ever - the sound of insecticide dripping down into your hill,
the sound of a friend being dipped in chocolate then eaten.
“You
ants get your act together andHammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-76197618179895454222015-02-17T18:56:00.002-05:002015-02-17T18:56:35.793-05:00Third shifts, first drafts (pretty much a monologue, for now)
(A YOUNG MAN IN HIS 20s, WEARING A BUSINESS
CASUAL OUTFIT- DRESS SHIRT, SLACKS, SHINEY SHOES- WITH AN UNBUTTONED MEDICAL
LAB COAT OVERTOP, STEPS FORWARD TO A SPOTLIGHT, CENTER STAGE)
I started constantly thinking about dying in the first grade.
A kid who sat in the back row of my homeroom class stopped showing up one day.
There was no official announcement or counseling or anything Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-7257637313997290912014-09-21T19:05:00.001-04:002014-09-21T19:05:07.859-04:00Banned Books Week Celebrating the Freedom to Read: Sept. 21-27, 2014
check it
Banned Books Week
Celebrating the Freedom to Read: Sept. 21-27, 2014
http://www.bannedbooksweek.org/
http://www.toasted-cheese.com/community/banned-books-week-2/
http://www.ala.org/bbooks/
Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-25427823690221064522014-08-20T15:17:00.003-04:002014-08-22T00:04:33.498-04:00Stealing songs and soulsFlash Fiction Challenge #1 2014
Group 17
Genre: Historical Fiction
Location: An Interrogation room
Object: A handwritten invitation
1,000 Word Limit
Author: Mike Hammer
Stealing songs and souls
By Mike Hammer
Courtney
had been in police stations before, locked up for drugs and drunkenness and
disorderly conduct, and B&E and shoplifting and slappin’ bitches, but she
hadHammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-9695696679366171172014-07-26T19:39:00.000-04:002014-07-26T19:39:17.035-04:00Interview with Christina Haviland, director of “Jekyll & Hyde: The Musical”I have been working with a local arts center lately and this is an interview I conducted with one of the directors for the new production.
Interview with Christina Haviland, director of “Jekyll & Hyde: The Musical”
Christina Haviland has been working with Olmsted Performing Arts (OPA) since 2003, she is a director and scenic artist. She attended the American Academy of Dramatic Arts and has Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-48793863876315047332014-04-05T12:53:00.001-04:002014-04-05T12:56:02.434-04:00Poetry Month at Cuyahoga County
Cuyahoga County Public Library is bringing you 30 days of poetry to celebrate National Poetry Month. Here you’ll find poems to write, poems to read, poetry websites to get to know and poetry books to check out from the library.
Here’s what makes this site special: our focus is on the poets and poetry of Northeast Ohio.
Check out 30 Days of of Poetry HERE.
Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-29661421080830937582014-01-16T12:40:00.003-05:002014-01-16T12:40:12.949-05:00Iron Alexander, Iron Home
Iron Alexander was a lot like the Marvel superhero Iron Man, except he was poor, did not have a gorgeous assistant, had no weapons on his body and could not fly. But he could smash anything and he was strong and indestructible and he could beat anything in a fist to fist fight.
Iron Alexander tried to fall in love with Iron Man once, but it didn’t work. No matter how Iron Alexander displayed Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-18317911481502565022013-12-06T18:19:00.002-05:002013-12-06T18:19:57.085-05:00"I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound or stab us. If the book we’re reading doesn’t wake us up with a blow to the head, what are we reading for? So that it will make us happy, as you write? Good Lord, we would be happy precisely if we had no books, and the kind of books that make us happy are the kind we could write ourselves if we had to. But we need books that affect us Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-59711582242503526852013-11-13T22:51:00.001-05:002013-11-13T22:51:08.189-05:00No Street Lights
I cry out for you in the middle of Ohio. It is lonely, dead, and I'm spilling my guts to a stranger who doesn't care. I wanna see you laugh again, wanna hear your stories, wanna polish off a bottle of wine and fall asleep next you.
I close my eyes and fuck the stranger. I say
"Stranger, drink your wine, lie next to me, be quiet"
but the stranger doesn't breathe like you and I can't fool Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2498020957264189461.post-43861597772875665012013-11-10T04:11:00.002-05:002013-11-10T04:11:16.005-05:00Shifting, Moving, DyingShifting, Moving, Dying
by Mike Hammer
I have found a way to inhabit this sun, for the first time. In the past I have spent time as pottery or a pool or a piece of clothing, perhaps a moon rock, never something so massive and intense as this. I have to be careful. I don’t want to get caught in the wrong place and be sent out and down to the closest planet or out to space as a sunbeam. I want to Hammerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01815982295513743109noreply@blogger.com0