As you know, writers make no money. Especially me. It doesn’t help that I give it all away, but that’s another topic.
So now it’s time to ask my wonderful readers to help me upgrade my food intake from Fancy Feast to something a little more palatable (no offense to feline food tastes).

So if you’re feeling generous, I hope you’ll hit that subscribe button and grab a year:
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You can also make a one-time early holiday donation:
Remember my story on Paris, Illinois, and how I’d be watching?
I wrote a story not so long ago about a popular immigrant in rural Paris, Illinois, who was kidnapped by ICE, supposedly setting off great consternation amongst the population…
We got our blue wave, but the people of Paris failed the test. All their talk about how they were upset about a local hero/immigrant’s treatment by ICE turned out to be just that: Talk.
Here are the results of the election there:
Darren Bailey, Republican 74.06%
JB Pritzker, Democrat: 22.57%
This was typical throughout their voting. For example, the Republican running for Congress, Mary E. Miller, received 73% of the vote.
This is Deep South, Confederacy stuff. Turns out, all their talk about Jose Fiscal Belli and his “all-American life with his all-American family” and how badly they felt about ICE snatching him from their community was bullshit.
Some different topics for the end of the year
Nevertheless... We did it, right? Texas did it. Georgia did it. Even Mississippi is trying to join the resistance.
But I’m sick of Trump stories. Aren’t you?
So unless he starts burning the world down, I’m going to try to veer away from that topic, for better or worse, and add some variety. Think The New Yorker, but without all the weird, pompous spellings and silly alphabet squirgles (seriously, New Yorker, “élite?” “reëlection???????”).
As such, I’m considering adding an outside writer or two. More on that when/if it happens.
I’ll still be writing about politics. I won’t be able to stop myself. But I’ll be focusing less on Trump and more on other things. I am banking on him being at the end of his dirt road. I’ll let others cover most aspects of the disintegration as his toxic remains sink into the Eastern shores of Florida and create a Superfund waste site with a million-year half-life.
I might do fun things like cover the drones that fly near the resulting environmental disaster zone when they shoot videos of toxic steam rising from the fetid swamp of Mar-a-Lago, but otherwise, I need a break, and I bet you do, too.
I’ll also be checking in occasionally on Chuck Schumer’s memo-writing activities now that he’ll be Senate majority leader, but even there, I think the larger political Substacks will have that stuff pretty well covered.
Here’s a look at some of the kinds of stuff I’ll be writing, in addition to the usual fiction.
Speaking of Florida, this is an oldie but a goodie:
Florida is Dying
Step out of the thriving Miami metro area, and you’ll discover a dying state. Even in the Miami area, where water temps are around 100 degrees Fahrenheit, things are getting dicey.
My most recent short story:
The Ghosts in My Eyes
Stuart Miller was not a complicated man, in his opinion, during what he suspected, sometimes even hoped, were the last of his twilight moments.
I’ll continue to include free sneak peeks into works in progress, like this one:
Ransom Cane
Restive Souls is an alternative history novel/trilogy in which the Brits win what in our timeline is called the Revolutionary War, and emancipate North American slaves in the wake of the war.
And this (which I have not moved forward on yet):
Sometimes, I even write about Substack. I’m sure it’s a coincidence that my subscriber engagement flatlined after I wrote this one:
Why You May Need to Leave Substack
When Substack announced $100 million in Series C funding that involved Marc Andreessen, a known right-wing stooge and lunatic, it’s fair to say my inner alarm bells grew bigger than the orange puffaroon’s chronically venous insufficient ankles.
I sometimes add a review of a movie or television series if I find it relevant to current affairs:
“East of Eden” is Florence Pugh’s Brilliant Middle Finger to Cornell
If you read John Steinbeck’s East of Eden, you won’t find much of it in Netflix’s adaptation of John Steinbeck’s thick doorstop of a novel.
I’m never afraid to do a little God talk, even though it usually results in a few Unsubscribes. I’m not going to cancel myself just because some people don’t like what I write. That’s just silly.
Somewhat related:
Was Mary Magdalene an Apostle?
The combination of Easter season and yesterday’s International Women’s Day seems like a good time to remind us that Mary Magdalene was not a prostitute (not that, in my opinion, it’s any of our business to pass judgment). She was a woman from a notable family who was Jesus’s right-hand man, as it were.
I know myself well enough to know I won’t be able to resist some political satire like this:
Groyper War III: Behind The Lines
Background: You may have heard that Charlie Kirk’s alleged assassin is none other than, possibly, nay, probably, a groyper. If you don’t know what that means, I recommend catching up with Allison Gill here (Trigger warning: You’ll be entering the strange world of extreme online gamers and incels.)
And this:
Sometimes, I get personal:
That Time I Learned the First Woman I Fell in Love With Ended Her Own Life
I met her more than 40 years ago at a freshman dorm mixer in college. When I saw her a few days later in the elevator as it opened on our floor and I met her gaze, I leapt like a track hurdler into the open elevator over two guys wrestling like fools in front of the doors. She smiled knowingly at the maneuver.
There is a lot more to explore on your own. Just go to Ruminato.com and check out the menus at the top of the page.
There is a lot of fiction here, too: More than 40 short stories.
Become an Endowment member
If you made it this far, you might be interested in this:
If you have a fat wallet and you’re feeling generous about your support of the arts and the kind of writing you see here, consider becoming an Endowment member.
Yep, it’s expensive, but it’s designed for folks the Jon Hamm character might target in the Apple TV series, Your Friends & Neighbors. If you’ve got a spare Rolex, you can probably afford it. I know I can’t. And look, it’s better than Jon Hamm stealing a Rolex from your dresser drawers. Or your other drawers (childish giggle).
All of this helps me market my fiction so that more eyeballs see it.
If you’re a subscriber, paying or otherwise, please let me know if there’s a topic you’d like to see me cover more.
In the meantime, congratulations. You did it. I bet a lot of you didn’t think it would turn out the way it did.
I did. Some of you know why. But that’s a separate post.
Thanks for reading!

Here’s one more way you can support my writing (and thank you for those who have gone this route, it means a lot!)
You can now purchase a PDF of all my Substack Fiction. Only $4.99. That’s less than a Starbucks Venti Latte.
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It’s also now available on Amazon/Kindle in ebook, paperback, and hardcover formats (the Kindle version is free if you have Kindle Unlimited):
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Thus ends the food drive. Live well and prosper, my friends.














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