I’m back after a trip to Tromsø and Hamar to give you the latest Truckin’.
Welcome to the October issue Truckin’ which features a gem from Falstaff and includes returning authors Sigge S. Amdal and Sean A. Donahue. This issue contains another installment of Existentialist Conversations with Strippers in a piece titled AlCantHang and I walk Into a Bar…. And we also have a story from Betty Underground. She’s making her first appearance in Truckin’ with an impressive showing by hitting a home run on her first submission. —- Pauly
AlCantHang and I Walk Into a Bar… by Paul McGuire
Whenever you walk into a bar with AlCantHang, you’re immediately assuming full responsibility for your actions. You always know what you are getting yourself into. There’s no false pretense. You will drink and drink and drink and drink as life unfolds around you. You surrender to the flow of the liquor…
Morrissey by Betty Underground
I did my usual, obvious, snooping about, inviting myself in to use the powder room after the long drive. I knew my way around. I knew what it looked like the last time I was there. I was looking for signs. Girl things. Grown up girl things. A woman’s touch in the decor. Pictures of the happy couple. Anything. Nothing…
Driving to See Mama by John “Falstaff” Hartness
Well, there was six of us in that car, and we’d been drinking and smoking cigarettes since we left base, so when Briggs rolled down that window, all that smoke just chimneyed up out of that window and that policeman had to jump back…
A Mawmag’s Dream by Sigg3
I was flirting, no, I was dancing with my own future’s certain death. And why? There was no love to speak of. Love can come later in some cases, I know, but if there’s nothing, no great emotion to ride on why on earth was I still dancing? …
What Might Have Been by Sean A. Donahue
The struggles of life are few and far between. We walk through life looking for the elusive, looking for the elite, or looking to be the elite. Sometimes in our search for what we want, we find what we really need. But we are too self absorbed or blind to see it…