tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10514682012-01-22T11:09:13.831-08:00<a href="http://www.lulu.com/mythville">Print-on-Demand Books and eBooks</a> <br> Also at: www.iuniverse.com and amazon.com<br> <a href="http://www.iuniverse.com/bookstore/book_detail.asp?isbn=0%2D595%2D19947%2DX">Click Here</a><br> <br> or contact<br> <a href="mailto:mythville@yahoo.com">mythville@yahoo.com</a> Douglas McDanielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17709941464730435476noreply@blogger.comBlogger91100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1051468.post-91510767729093868902010-02-26T08:25:00.000-08:002010-02-26T08:25:28.869-08:00

Kindle This: Decade long e-book quest is print-on-demand cautionary taleGet 'Forty Days of Fire, Forty Days of Rain,' a living novel by Douglas McDaniel:

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23 Roads to MythvilleAn apocalyptic journey across America and meditation on the imposition of order in space, both cyber and dirt real. By experiential author Douglas McDaniel, who explores the mysteries of American networked life. Read more Ipswich at WarA few days after Sept. 11, 2001, poet and essayist Douglas McDaniel moved to Ipswich, on the North Shore of Massachusetts. A collection of

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Where Angels Fear to Tread Snapshots in the life of Meria Heller, cybercaster at Meria.net, the alternative Internet's 'Mouth That Roars' By Douglas McDaniel Mythville.com You walk into her life, or it walks into you, like a complete download of some disc mailed to you from Chapel Perilous, that many-roomed mansion of paranoia and apocalyptic dread. The information comes to you in torrents --

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"Unriddling the World: rites-of-passage tales"

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Day of the tornado: The storm of '72 helped to shape Scottsdale By Douglas McDaniel Yesterday came suddenly, sang Paul McCartney all those years ago. I was 12 years old, no doubt watching "Wallace and Ladmo." Little beep, beep, beeps went up on the TV screen (if those weather system warnings on the bulletin bar on the bottom screen actually worked like that, back then). Hard to remember. What

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Harlot’s Web“Lo, a shadow of horror is risen In Eternity! Unknown, unprolific,Self-clos'd, all-repelling: what demonHath form'd this abominable void,This soul-shudd'ring vacuum? Some said’It is Urizen.’ But unknown, abstracted,Brooding, secret, the dark power hid.”----William Blake, from “The Book of Urizen”“Harvest out-of-the-box mindshare… Generate seamless schemas … engage visionary

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UPRISING AT GOLD HILL A historical document on the Valley Floor War By Douglas McDaniel They came down from Gold Hill in hang gliders. Dozens of them, sweeping winged eagles, spiralling in the light breeze toward the Valley Floor, moving in to capture the entrance to the box canyon. They landed and reformed into war parties, stopping traffic leading in and out of town and charging up the

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