Welcome, and call me a perpetual piddler, sometimes peddler and always proud purveyor of the grand dialects of the American South of what started as a French invasion on the wee island that gave birth to the Anglican tongue. And while most would rub elbows with Yankee fans of the Nuevo York, the self-professed center of the literary world, you can’t deny that we produced some of the finest storytellers who ever graced these lands, folks like Poe, Melville, Twain, Fitzgerald, Hemmingway, Steinbeck, Abbey, Grisham, King, Brown, Carver, Baldwin and Urrea, to name but a few.
A few of us were fortunate enough to come to know the likes of Joplin, Lansdale, Garcia, O’Brien, Nelson, Jennings, Kelton, Graves, Vaughn, Creager, Keen, Hollandsworth, Fowler, Larsen, Strait, McMurtry, Forsyth, Gibbons, Clark, Nugent, Jefferson, Thornton, Hopkins, Canada and Walker. All blessed to hail from the likes of Lone Stars and all handy with a turn of phrase. More than a few from this particular list, pretty handy with a six string, to boot.
And if you look way down to the bottom of that list, buried down there among the asterisks and footnotes, you might be able to find a piece by the likes of this fellow. Another literary Texan, of sorts, anyway. But he’s still cranking out copy like his ass is on fire and needs to use up all the paper before things get real bad.
His day job has him editing five small town South Texas newspapers each week these days, but he’s passed on what little he knows about cramming words into tiny places (such as the standard college essay produced these days), which he taught at various institutions of higher learning for right 12 years, always while chasing stories on deadline for the cheap sheets, which he’s now done for 37 years and counting, working newsrooms large and small across Texas. He’s won a few awards, in journalism mostly, and even landed a few words of his in a handful of books now, as a writer of short fictions, commentaries, and poetry.
His original weblog came via Blogger
Bobby Horecka, the word dude…
On boots and bars and motorbikes…
And his Long Gone & Lost: True Fictions and Other Lies (Madville, 2020) shortlisted for the Texas Institute of Letters’ 2021 First Book of Fiction Award, is almost ideally sized for leveling tables and heavy appliances. Get yours today because, well, you just never known when that ricking refrigerator will get on your last damn nerve. Might as well be prepared, a hundred million Boy Scouts have likely said at one point of another. And with endorsements like that, how can you possibly go wrong?
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Looking for one of Horecka’s older blogs? Some of his more recent posts can be found at the link above, but if you want to read some of his latest works, visit his profile at Authory.com or check out the website to his newspapers at lavacacountytoday.com.
Until then, we hope you enjoy this random sampling of some of his older posts:
From an old San Martian: This stings just a bit…
The rambling road through grad school classes…
Excerpt from ‘Trouble in Paradise’ (Or Senior Living at Its Finest) Part II
Excerpt: ‘Trouble in Paradise (Or, Senior Living at Its Finest)’ Part 1
Piquing a recovering journalist’s curious bone…
Overcoming the I don’t wannas…
Excerpt: Opening lines from “Finding Nancy,” a crime thriller in progress…
Oh, the weather outside is… keeping us from work (well, some of us, anyhow)…
Bobby Horecka, Author 