Sunlight Through The Shadows Volume II, Issue 4 May 1st, 1994 Welcome........................................Joe DeRouen Editorial: Mother's Day 1994...................Joe DeRouen Staff of STTS............................................. Special Survey for STTS Readers >> --------------- Monthly Columns ---------------------<< Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS News..................... The Question & Answers Session............................ My View: BBSing In a Hostile Environment.......Joe DeRouen Upcoming Issues & News.................................... ÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿ Advertisement-Channel 1 BBS >> --------------- Feature Articles --------------------<< Generation X Gains an Icon..................L. 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McCormick....Steve Powers (Book) Billy/Albert French....................Steve Powers (Book) The Tracks of Angels/Kelly Dwyer.......Steve Powers (Book) Pure Baseball/Hernandez & Bryan........Steve Powers (Book) A Lesson Before Dying/Ernest Gaines....Steve Powers ÿ Advertisement-T&J Software >> ------------------- Fiction -------------------------<< A Good Mother, Mother Goode.................Franchot Lewis The Long Fly Ball..........................Daniel Sendecki ÿ Advertisement-Chrysalis BBS >> ------------------- Poetry --------------------------<< Mom..........................................David Ziegler Sensual Beast.......................................Tamara For Andre Brereton.........................Daniel Sendecki When we say....................................J. 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End Notes......................................Joe DeRouen ßßßÛÜÜ ßÛÛÜ ÜÜÜ Sunlight Through The Shadows(tm) ßÛÛÛÛÜßßßÜßÛÛÜ May 1st, 1994 ßÜÜÛÛÛÛÜßÛßÛÛÜ ÛÛÛßÛÜÛÜßÜ Ü ÜÛßßÛÛÛÛÜ ßßß ÜÛÛÛÜßßßÛÜÛÛÜÛ ßß ßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ Ü ßÛÛß ÛÛ Ü ÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÜÜßÛÛ ÜÜÜ ÛÛÜ ÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÛÛ ßÛß "Happy Mother's ßÛßÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßÜÛÛÛÛß ÜÛÛÛÛÜ Day!" ßÛÛÛßßßßßßßÜÜÜßßÜÛßÛÛÛÛßÜÛ ÛÛÛÜ ßßÛÜßßßßßßÜÜÜÛßßÛÜ ÛÛßÜÛßß Û ßßÛÛÜÜßßßßßÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÛÛßß ßßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛßß ßßßÛÛÛÛÛßÛßßßßß ÜÜßß ÜÜß ÛÜ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÜÜ ÜÛÛÛÛÛÛß ßß ßß Welcome Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen All rights reserved Welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows magazine! In this issue, as well as in the future, STTS will strive to bring you the best in fiction, poetry, reviews, article, and other assorted reading material. STTS Magazine has no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative concepts, and the unique execution of those concepts. STTS wouldn't have been possible without the aid, support, and guidance of three women: Inez Harrison, publisher of Poetry In Motion newsletter. Her's was the first electronic magazine I ever laid eyes upon, and also the first such magazine to publish my work. She's given me advice, and, more importantly, inspiration. Lucia Chambers, publisher of Smoke & Mirrors Elec. Magazine and head of Pen & Brush Network. She gave me advice on running a magazine, encouragement, and hints as to the kind of people to look for in writers. Heather DeRouen, my wife. Listed last here, but always first in my heart. She's proofread manuscripts, inspired me, listened to me, and, most importantly, loved me. Never could I find a better woman to live life by my side, nor a better friend. Now that that's said and done... Again, welcome to Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine! I hope you enjoy it. Joe DeRouen STTS Editorial Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen All rights reserved The May issue, like other issues in the past, will deal with a theme. This issue, it's Mother's Day. Mother's Day is May 8th, of course. It's a day meant to celebrate motherhood, from the youngest mother of newborns to the oldest mother of mothers herself. Sure, mother's day has been commercialized beyond all recognition. Isn't that the way it is with most holidays in America? But just because it's been commercialized doesn't mean that it isn't important, and doesn't mean that we should ignore it. Mother's everywhere should be held up in the highest esteem and the institute of motherhood rejoiced. We should do this every day but, of course, we don't. The least we can do is celebrate the act of giving birth on this one day, on May 8th. Sadly, it isn't always this way. In this day and age of the no-nukes (non-nuclear) family, we don't always have a mother with whom to celebrate. If we *do* have one, there's a good chance she lives a few thousand miles away. There's also the chance that you're estranged from your mother, holding a grudge from days of dysfunctionality long past. Mother's Day, really, is the celebration of motherhood. If your mother happens to live a few thousand miles away (mine does) send her a card. Call her on the telephone. If you can afford it, send flowers or a gift. Let her know she's appreciated. My mother lives in Oregon and I haven't seen her in nearly two years. She's my only parent (my father died in 1981) and though we've had our problems - a lot of problems! - she's very important to me. I'll be making that call, sending that card, having the florist deliver those flowers. After all, it's Mother's Day. Isn't that what it's all about? Joe DeRouen, May 1st 1994 The Staff and Contributing Writers of Sunlight Through The Shadows ------------------------------------------------------------------ The Staff --------- Joe DeRouen............................Publisher and Editor L. Shawn Aiken.........................Fiction, articles Heather DeRouen........................Book Reviews Bruce Diamond..........................Movie Reviews Gage Steele............................Monster BBS Columnist Tamara.................................House Poet Joe DeRouen publishes, edits, and writes for STTS magazine. He's had poetry and fiction published in several on-line magazines and a few paper publications as well. He's written exactly 1.5 novels, none of which, alas, have seen the light of publication. He attends college part-time in search of that always-elusive english degree. In his spare time, he enjoys reading, running his BBS, collecting music, playing with his five cats, singing opera, hunting pseudopods, and most importantly spending time with his beautiful wife Heather. L. Shawn Aiken dropped out of college when he realized that they couldn't teach him the two things he wanted to do; live successfully, and write. He had to find out these things all by himself on the road. Thus he became a road scholar. After spending his life hopping country to country, state to state, he now feels confident in his abilities and is working on his literary career. His main endevour is to become successful in the speculative fiction area, but he enjoys writing all forms of literary art. Heather DeRouen writes software for the healthcare industry, CoSysOps Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS, enjoys playing with her five cats, cross-stitching, and reading. Most of all, she enjoys spending time with her dapper, charming, witty, and handsome (not to mention modest) husband Joe. Heather's help towards editing and proofreading this magazine has been immeasurable. Bruce Diamond, part-time pseudopod and ruler of a small island chain off the coast of Chil‚, spends his time imitating desk lamps when he isn't watching and critiquing movies for LIGHTS OUT, his BBS movie review publication (now syndicated to over 15 boards). Bruce started reviewing movies for profit in 1978, as part of a science fiction opinion column he authored for THE BUYER'S GUIDE FOR COMICS FANDOM (now called THE COMICS BUYER'S GUIDE). LIGHTS OUT, now a year old, is available through Bruce's distributor, Jay Gaines' BBS AMERICA (214-994-0093). Bruce is a freelance writer and video producer in the Dallas/Fort Worth area. Gage Steele, illegitimate love child of Elvis Presley and Madonna, has been calling BBS's since the early seventies. Having aspired to write for an electronic magazine all her life, Gage is now living the American dream. Aged somewhere between 21 and 43, she plans to eventually get an english degree and teach foreign children not to dangle their participles. There is very little known about Tamara, and she prefers to let it remain that way. She's a woman of mystery and prefers to remain hidden in the shadows of the BBS world. (Enigmatic, don't you think?) Contributing Writers -------------------- Mark Denslow...........................Poetry J. Guenther............................Poetry Steve Powers...........................Book Reviews Daniel Sendecki........................Fiction, Poetry Louis Turbeville.......................Software Reviews David Ziegler..........................Poetry Mark Denslow is a student at Saint Charles Borromeo Seminary in the Religious Studies Division in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. He is working toward his Cerificate in Religious Studies and Roman Chatechetical Diploma. He hopes to be admitted to their Master of Arts Degree Program after completing the Cerificate and Diploma. He enjoys Poetry, Genealogy, Computing, and Religion. Grant Guenther, sometimes known as J. Guenther, confesses to be from a long-lost Martian colony, but in-depth investigations reveals that he was born and raised in a small but well-to-do community called Hartland in Wisconsin. A senior, he has written several collections of poems, and won many awards from his high school literary magazine, including 1st place for poetry and short-short fiction. He is the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper and writes as a humor columnist (or at least he thinks so). Steve Powers is a free-lance writer from Denton, Texas. He writes a monthly column for Computer Currents and a weekly column for Denton Record-Chronicle as well as book reviews in the Fort Worth Star-Telegram and Dallas Morning News. He's currently working on a novel that he hopes will equal Robert James Waller :) (Not really) He has three kids who all are anxious to be computer literate but are now keyboard enamored; they pound on it all the time when dad is not looking. Steve has a wonderfully tolerant wife who waits patiently for him to stop fooling with the computer and come to bed. Daniel Sendecki is a young, emerging, Canadian writer who lives in Burlington, Ontario. Currently, Daniel is pursuing his writing interests at home but intends to study literature at McGill University, in Montreal, Quebec. Louis Turbeville currently works as a computer analyst for the Air Force. He's originally from Hawaii (about an 1/8 Hawaiian ) and has a BBA in Management Information Systems from the University of Hawaii. Louis is married and has a two year old son who keeps him busy, especially when he wants to sit at the computer and write. His interest in writing was nurtured by his wife, a journalism and english major who's yet to be published and holds this very much against Louis. He's had a couple of reviews published on WindowsOnLine Review Magazine and hopes to broaden his base of published media in the near future. David Ziegler's first poetry was a small collection that he gave away to a few friends. He then started writing Satirical Prose and found it a great stress reliever. He lives in Sacramento with his wife Gloria and two cats. They spend a considerable time traveling which gives him fodder for the keyboard. Writing to David is a kind of cleansing it is something that when he has to do it he has no choice. By the same token, he couldn't write on demand if you put a gun to his head. STTS Survey Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen All rights reserved Please fill out the following survey. This article is duplicated in the ZIP archive as SURVEY.TXT. 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Access is completely, 100% FREE. STTS BBS carries 40+ doors (games and information), a good deal of them registered. We also carry four networks (RIME, Pen & Brush Net, World Message Exchange, and PlanoNet) as well as a large file area. The file area specializes in electronic magazines (carrying the entire back issue run of several!), texts on all subjects, and shareware text adventure games. Of course, there's also a wide variety of other programs to be had, including BBS doors, telecommunication packages, arcade/adventure games, offline mail readers, and more! Additionally, STTS BBS is a support BBS for TriBBS software and carries just about all the programs available out there for TriBBS. STTS BBS is also a regional HUB for Pen & Brush Net (P&BNet) as well as a HUB for World Message Exchange (WME). Lastly, we're a member of the American BBS Association. About 70% of the callers are from Texas, as it's a Dallas-based BBS. The other 30%, however, are from just about everywhere else. Oklahoma, California, Virginia, Oregon, Kansas, Illinois - you name it. We've had several people from Canada and the UK call as well. Most of the long distance callers are SysOps calling to download STTS Magazine every month (those that don't get it through the net) but there's several "just plain users" who call to participate in the message base or download files. Each month, we'll discuss additions and upgrades to the BBS as well as new door games added, nets or conferences added, and just general news about the BBS. We'll divide it into two sections - BBS News and Net News. With that said, away we go . . . BBS News/LORD Tournament news: The Legend of the Red Dragon (Seth Able's terrific door game) tournament has come to an end. As of the morning of May 2nd, Grey Slayer (aka Harlan Pine) managed to slay the red dragon and win the tournament. (As well as the $25.00 cash prize!) Congratulations to Grey Slayer! Special mention to Jaren Mc Laud (aka Aaron Walker) are in order as well. Jaren and Grey traded places several times in the tournament, and it was only by the narrowest margin on a dragon's scale that Grey edged Jaren out. They both played extremely well. Again, Grey Slayer, congratulations! We're sponsoring another tournament: "Planets: The Exploration of Space". (Another Seth Able original!) The tournament will officially begin May 15th, 1994. Those interested should call STTS BBS and download PLANTOUR.ZIP for more details. We just added two new *Registered* doors - Video Poker and Money Market, both from T&J Software. The doors are excellent and you should give them a try if you haven't already done so. The most popular download for March was SUN9404.ZIP, the April issue of this magazine. Number two was SUN9403.ZIP, March's issue of Sunlight Through The Shadows. Number three was BGI12.ZIP, a very comprehensive guide for beginners and pros alike throug the internet. The fourth most popular file was AP130.ZIP, a autopost door for TriBBS. Fifth most popular was DFW.ZIP, Mark Robbins' long-running and popular Dallas/Ft. Worth, Texas BBS listing. Two of the top five were prior issues of this magazine. What could be better than that? The Question and Answers Session Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen All rights reserved Each month, we'll ask a (hopefully) interesting question to users on various nets and BBS's across the world and include the best answers we get in this column. This month's question: "What are the best memories you have growing up of your mother?" The original message and responses are reproduced here in their entirety, (Minus some quoting of the original question) with the permission of the people involved. ======================================================================== Number : 123 of 123 Date : 04/16/94 01:05 Reply To: 122 Confer : STTS On-Line Magazine From : Heather Derouen To : Joe Derouen Subject : May 1994 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The best memories I have of my mother are when she was working 6:00p.m. to 2:00 a.m. shift. She'd call at her dinner break and ask me if I wanted her to wake me up when she got home. If I did, she'd wake me up, and we'd go to the tennis courts at the park around the corner from where we lived and play tennis until the sun started coming up. Then we'd sit and watch the sun rise and visit, and then go home and go back to sleep. In all my life, she's always taught me to not be afraid of trying new things or of what people thought about me. I don't think I really appreciated these lessons until I became an adult, but they are probably among the most valuable lessons I've ever learned. ======================================================================== ======================================================================== Number : 1651 of 1651 Date : 04/17/94 09:29 Reply To: 1650 Confer : STTS Mag From : Marty Weiss To : Joe Derouen Subject : May 1994 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ With a lifetime of memories from which to select, here is one little one. My mother worked at a candy factory much closer to our apartment than the grade school I attended. Each day, when I walked the two miles home for lunch, my mother had already been there and returned to work. On the kitchen table, would be a sandwich, a bowl of soup and a cup of tea or hot chocolate. Both the bowl and the cup would each have a saucer covering them to keep the contents warm. --- þ SPEED 1.30 [NR] þ "Women and elephants never forget an injury" - Saki * Pen and Brush * (703) 644-5196 * PostLink(tm) v1.11 PANDB (#1742) : P&BNet(tm) ======================================================================== ======================================================================== Number : 1653 of 1653 Date : 04/17/94 18:45 Reply To: 1650 Confer : STTS Mag From : Lyn Rust To : Joe Derouen Subject : May 1994 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The day I left home four days after I'd turned 18, the age of legal majority in the state we were living in at the time. --- þ SLMR 2.0 þ Help! I want to leave, but I can't find the Exit! * InfoMat BBS (714) 492-8727 -=- READROOM & Exhibit A Support * PostLink(tm) v1.11 EXHIBITA (#1153) : P&BNet(tm) ======================================================================== ======================================================================== Number : 1129 of 1130 Date: 04/17/94 16:06 Confer : Poetry & Prose From : Amanda Wright To : Joe Derouen Subject : May 1994 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I don't know yet, because i'm still a kid. --- þ TriNet: WME: * HillTop BBS * Waupaca, WI * 715-258-9899 * 28K V.FC ======================================================================== ======================================================================== Number : 124 of 124 Date : 04/19/94 23:08 Reply To: 122 Confer : STTS On-Line Magazine From : Terry Ingram To : Joe Derouen Subject : May 1994 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The most vivid images of my mother in the late '40,s and early '50,s was when she read to me a series of Edgar Rice Burrough's novels beginning with TARZAN THE APEMAN while I was convalescing from various childhood illnesses. ======================================================================== ======================================================================== Number : 125 of 127 Date : 04/21/94 07:26 Reply To: 122 Confer : STTS On-Line Magazine From : Travis Jones To : Joe Derouen Subject : May 1994 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ well what i really rember most was the way she could always make me feel really guilty, either by her evil looks she could give or the way she would just slap my face. ======================================================================== ======================================================================== Number : 127 of 127 Date : 04/21/94 09:43 Reply To: 122 Confer : STTS On-Line Magazine From : Becky Bullock To : Joe Derouen Subject : May 1994 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ I remember alot about my step-mother . She was good to all of us . There were 5 of us kids total . But she had lots of problems with my two step-brothers they both were brats and druggies and always caused problems. Other the other hand my step-sisters and were pretty good . We did get into trouble. My step-mother is the best mom that I could ever dream of and I love her dearly today. ======================================================================== ======================================================================== Number : 96 of 96 Date : 04/19/94 05:05 Confer : STTS Mag From : Dean Deleon To : Joe Derouen Subject : May 1994 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The way she smelled when she kissed and hugged me good-bye just before I got onto a plane headed for Auckland, New Zealand. Dean --- * CmpQwk #UNREG * UNREGISTERED EVALUATION COPY þ KMail 3.00l * Northern Maine BBS, Caribou, Maine, U.S.A., 207-496-2391 * PostLink(tm) v1.11 NORMAINE (#749) : RelayNet(tm) ======================================================================== ======================================================================== Number : 128 of 128 Date : 04/22/94 14:52 Reply To: 122 Confer : STTS On-Line Magazine From : Jason Malandro To : Joe Derouen Subject : May 1994 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Joe, The best memories I have of my mom are when I was little - say, 6 or 7 - and she would take me to school every day. She didn't work back then, and we always talked all the way to school and all the way back, when she picked me up. She died a few years back, and those are the times I always look back to when I'm sad or missing her. Jason ======================================================================== ======================================================================== Number : 129 of 129 Date : 04/26/94 00:17 Reply To: 122 Confer : STTS On-Line Magazine From : Andrew Deignan To : Joe Derouen Subject : May 1994 ------------------------------------------------------------------------ The Best Memories i have of growing up with my mother..have always been the days when i was sick and she was there for me ======================================================================== We received a lot of replies this month. Good or bad, everyone had a mother. Our memories may not always be good - in some cases, we have no memories at all - but by our very essence of existence we all had mothers. Everyone seemed to have something to say on the subject, too. Here's my two cents worth: What I remember most about my mother isn't the bad things - though there was a lot of that. I remember the afternoons spent playing chess (I always won!), her taking care of me when I nearly died of menangetis, I remember her crying and telling me goodbye as I left home to move to Texas. I remember times spent goofing off, playing with her and my sister, and just being around the house. My mother lives in Oregon now - a few thousand miles from Texas. I rarely see her. Memories are nice, and a conduit to those memories - my mother herself - are only a phone call away. Ah well. See you next month! My View: BBSing In a Hostile Environment Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen All rights reserved [Each month, a reader/writer is offered the opportunity to give his or her viewpoint on a particular topic dear to them. If you'd like the chance to air *Your* views in this forum, please contact Joe DeRouen via one of the many ways listed in CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this issue] Lately, I've seen at least three news programs devote a segment to pedophilia on BBS's. According to the programs, sleazy perverts would get on (as they called it) "electronic bulletin boards" and lure youngsters into their electronic webs of sexual and moral deceit. They'd talk to the kids on-line and eventually arrange a face to face meeting. They'd then seduce, molest, or rape the kids into sex. I'm not trying to make light of the subject by using flippant words or only devoting a few paragraphs to what were 10 minute news segments. Far from it. Things like this *are* a problem. People do meet through BBS's and, occasionally, one of the people on the other end of the modem connection is a letch. Even more occasionally, they're a dangerous psychotic that could pose physical or mental harm to another, or more usually to themselves. The point I want to make, though, is this - that's a very, very small minority of what goes on in the BBS world. Sure, there's bad people on the BBS's. There's probably even a few on your favorite BBS. But there are everywhere. That's what the news programs and "special reports" seem to forget. For every bad thing that happens through a BBS, there are several good things: friendships develop, marriages are bad, information is exchanged to form a more cohesive relationship to the people that we interact with. When compared, the "goodness potential" of BBS's far outweighs the bad things. But that doesn't mean we should ignore the bad either. These things DO happen. People are deceived, kids are molested, women are raped. Criminals and psychos use BBS's as a medium. Just as they use other parts of life. Probably no more so, though, and possibly just a bit less. Like it or not - and there are silly elitists like my£eêf that really don't - BBSing is becoming a part of the public at large. With that public recognition comes a responsibility to deal with the bad while fostering and nurturing the good. How the public views this (relatively speaking) new form of communication is really up to us. How do we do this? If you personally are a victim of a crime, (or know someone who is) report it. Deal with it. Don't let it happen. And make sure that the good things - the friendships, the social events, the marriages, the sense of community, the trading of information - are heard about just as much as the bad. Maybe even more so. Really, that's the only way. Upcoming Issues & News Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen All rights reserved THIS ISSUE... This issue, we celebrate Mother's Day. Check out Franchot Lewis' excellent short fiction piece "A Good Mother, Mother Goode" for evidence. We've also included a nice piece of ANSI cover art celebrating motherhood, as well as a tongue-in-cheek Mothers's Day gift ideas top-ten list in the humour section. NEXT ISSUE... The June issue issue will feature the return of the music reviews and will contain more quality fiction, poetry, humour, and reviews. We'll also focus on the Father's Day with a story or two on that subject, probably somewhat similar to this very issue you hold in your little electronic hands. FUTURE ISSUES... Look for more monthly columns as well as guest editorials and more ANSI art. 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Shawn Aiken All rights reserved So have you heard that Kurt Cobain died? If you haven't, you must have been living under a rock for the last month. Had you heard of Kurt Cobain before he killed himself? No need to crawl back under the rock. If you hadn't heard of him, don't feel bad. It was a Generation X thing. It has been all over the news. It's been flashed over the front pages of major newspapers. Kurt Cobain, 27 year old lead singer of the Seattle 'grunge' band Nirvana, took a shotgun to his head and pulled the trigger on April 8, 1994. Hordes of fans stood in stone cold shock. Lead anchormen on major nightly news shows said "Who was this guy?" "He was the greatest musician of all time," some said. Others said, "He was an unwashed, suicidal, long-haired freak." Both of these views miss the point. He was a music star, and with his death he became an icon. Strangely enough, it was just what they needed. Generation X. Twentysomething. The Lost Generation. These people had little of thier own. Half of them were missing a parent by their high school years due to the attrition of divorce. The most interesting thing to happen in their formative years was to hear the screeching of Axel Rose. They looked back at the 60s and pine with misty eyes. There are no legends from the 80s. There was no cultural revolution. The 80s didn't have any really eresting clothes. Mix AIDS into the pot, and they didn't really have a very good time at all. It was just like the 50s, except in color rather than black and white. The discontentment grew. They had no cause. They had no parents. They experimented with 60s clothes, then 70s clothes, but that was just a fad. All they had was Nintendos, VCRs, and MTV. Hardly anything to write home about. Just electronic babysitters, really. Then it happened. Nirvana came out of the Northwest, spurring on not only good music, but a new clothes style. THEIR clothes. The grunge style. The grunge look. They latched on tight. And the songs. Oh the songs. Kurt Cobain wrote songs for THEM. He understood their pain. He knew their loneliness. After all, he was a latch-key kid himself. But he was strangely moody. He had stomach problems. He used drugs. Cobain couldn't handle his success. To put it more concisely - he couldn't stand it. Was he typical of the generation? Are they not bred for success? To paraphrase a young comic "My mother worked hard so I wouldn't have to work so hard. And guess what? I DON'T!" Are the Japanese right? Are we fat and lazy? Is Generation X destined to work at Burger King for the rest of their lives? Well, the parent's of the hippies of the 60s looked in horror at thier own children. Or at least the next door neighbor's kid. Generation X is having an identity crisis. Few things that came from the 80s were valuable enough to keep. Not even the promise of free sex they were given while they grew up in the 70s was paid up in full. If they have nothing, how can they be anything? Kurt Cobain's death was something that Generation X needed. An icon, something to call their own. But this morbibdity will not last long. Generation X will turn out okay in the end. It's just a phase. Musings Copyright (c) 1993, Joe DeRouen All rights reserved [This article originally appeared in Lucia Chamber's Electronic magazine Smoke & Mirrors] Where do I get my Muse? Interesting question, and one I thought I'd be able to answer easily. When Lucia Chambers asked me to write this article I never even dreamed that it would remain unwritten til just a few days before the deadline. I guess my Muse is hiding. Where do I get my muse? That's a hard question. It's not like "Where do you get your socks?" You can answer that one easily enough, and still have time for brunch. My muse doesn't come often enough for me to know when she'll be paying her respects again, let alone where she came from in the first place. Ah, but when she does come - my muse is most definitely of the female persuasion - she strikes hard and fast. She hides in many guises, preferring to offer inspiration when it's least expected. Often, too, when it's least convenient. She comes to me in different forms, in different ways, whispering sweet hints of a long-forgotten song, or dancing across my mind's eye in the flash of an instant. Unfortunately, she's usually whispering in Greek and often whilst dancing across my mind's eye, she steps on my nose. More than once, in a fit of uncontrollable sneezing, I've scared my muse away. It's just as well, anyway; my Greek phrasebook rarely if ever is of any help, and by the time I *do* manage to decipher exactly what it is she's saying, she's off doing other things. And how do I know that my muse is a she, you might ask? Simple: who else but a woman could tantalize you by revealing only bits and pieces of herself, yank it all away in an instant, and leave you wanting for more? Who else could drive you to stay up half the night putting words to an electronic screen, just waiting for the ones that work? Indeed, I have no doubt that my Muse is of the fairer sex. For a final bit of proof, I offer you this: who but a woman could take you to the edge, make you think that she's finally come, only to leave you with the knowledge that it was all a fake? Talk about my Muse coming when it's least convenient. She just came, inspiring me to write the chauvinistic, risque' bit of drivel you just read. But what else can I do? To paraphrase an old saying, "My Muse made me do it." Whatever problems she causes - she's caused several near wrecks, for example, as I searched furtively for a pad and paper and failed to remember that I was in my car at the time - I wouldn't trade her for anything. Without her.. I couldn't be me. But that still doesn't explain where my Muse actually comes from, does it? I suppose that's because I don't really know. 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Ý Þ þ Low subscription rates: $25 for 3 months, $75 for a full year Ý ÞúúúúúúúúúúúúCallútheúBBSúforúaúFREEútrialúdemo,úandúFREEúdownloadsúúúúúúúúúúúúÝ Þ°±²Û²±°±²Û²±°±²Û²±°±²Û²±°±²Û²±°±²Û²±°±²Û²±°±²Û²±°±²Û²±°±²Û²±°±²Û²±°±²Û²±°±²Û²±Ý Computer Software Reviews Copyright (c) 1994, Louis Turbeville All rights reserved National Parks - The Multimedia Family Guide Requires: Windows 3.1, MPC CD-ROM Commercial Program Cambrix Publishing Inc. This program is aimed at the National Park enthusiast. It provides information on all National Parks in the US, Puerto Rico, Guam and the Virgin Islands. If you plan on visiting many of the National Parks, then this disk could be of some use. However, if you don't visit many parks this disk will collect a lot of dust. The program begins by telling you the mission of the National Parks. Then a map is displayed of the continental US, Alaska, Hawaii, Puerto Rico, Guam, and the Virgin Islands. The continental US is divided into regions. By clicking on a region or area, you are given an enlarged view of the area with a listing of all parks in the area. By clicking on a park, you will be giving the opportunity to review a brief overview about that site. Menu selections are also displayed to provide information on camping/lodging locations, Must Do Items, costs, allotted time needed for your visit, highlights, tips on things to look for, things kids might like to do, access and contact information. The program is noticeably slow, even for a CD-ROM program, it lacks many of the features of a good multimedia program, and does not provide much educational information that young children (or adults for that matter) would be interested in. Many of the pictures are low resolution. There are no options to save to disk or print any of the information on the disk. If you plan on using this as a reference on the road, be prepared to lug your computer around, or write down all the information you think you'll need ahead of time. From a technical standpoint, there are many feature that could use improvement. National Parks requires Windows, yet does not implement any of the useful Windows features. For all intents and purposes, this is just a DOS program running in a window. The video is very jerky, and sometimes does not fill the whole viewing screen. What little audio there is runs clean and smooth. If you are a traveler and visit National Parks on a regular basis, this disk has some vital information. However, if you do not regularly travel the country visiting our great National Parks then this disk is not one you will get much use from. If you're unsure which category you fall into, then wait for an updated release of this program. Hopefully by then, the publishers will know what useful, general use multimedia should be. Computer Software Reviews Copyright (c) 1994, Louis Turbeville All rights reserved Menu Wizard V 4.0 Menu Program - DOS Shareware Program SilvaSoft Software P.O. Box 3401 Kingsport, TN 37664 615-247-7551 With the growing necessity of hard drives in todays computer, it is vital to have a easy to use, yet flexible hard disk menuing system. Menu Wizard is easy to use, flexible and offers some extras not normally found in menu system software, all for the inexpensive price of $15. There are many useful features included with Menu Wizard. It offers full mouse support. It supports graphic modes from monochrome to VGA. The screen saver option is a real gem. The screen saver mode will start automatically after five minutes on inactivity from the keyboard. You may also choose to start the screen saver display manually by pressing the F1 key. For security reasons you may also specify a keyboard lock with the screen saver. With the keyboard lock on, everytime a key is pressed the user is prompted for a password. A four function pop-up calculator is also included. If you have the need to use a calculator when you're at the menu screen, this is a great function. A simulation of calculator tape is shown to help track your calculations. Since Menu Wizard is very dependent on the files you create to specify the menu selections, included are a few options to update or create menu selections. Each menu selection displayed on the menu screen has its own unique file. You can specify what titles you want to appear and if you would like that menu option password protected. Without the built in editor options, you would have to exit the screen each time you wanted to adjust a menu selection. You may also view files in either Text mode or Hex mode (useful for programmers). You must know the name and directory of the file you wish to view. You also have the option of viewing a calander, so you know what the date and day of the week are at any given time. You can also bring up the ASCII table to see the values of ASCII character available on the PC. If you're looking for a good menu system and are constrained by your budget then give Menu Wizard a try. Menu Wizard is a small and powerful harddrive menuing system. It may not be as graphical as most commercial, but if you value functionality over astetics then this program is excellent. Computer Software Reviews Copyright (c) 1994, Louis Turbeville All rights reserved Kith and Kin Genealogy - Windows 3.1 Shareware Program Nick J Hunter 11 Morlich Park Dalgety Bay DUNFERMLINE Fife KY11 5XW Scotland Internet: nick.hunter@almac.co.uk Registration Fee: $40.00 At some point in our live, we wonder exactly who are ancestors. Most of us don't take the time or energy to track down the important information and record it in an easy to use manner. Kith & Kin, a genealogy program, is an intuitive and powerful tool that can take some of the monotony out of the data entry portion of the task. It allows you to store vital tidbits of information in a multimedia format, which gives your history more life than just writing down the information, like a special song, pictures of family members or wedding vows. Kith & Kin can be used by the occasional or dedicated genealogy data gatherer. Data entry is easy. If you are a novice then determining what information to enter is easy. You chose whether to enter data for an individual or a family and it prompts you with a form to fill. By filling in the form, you will have all the vital information you need. The program is intuitive, even for a beginner in genealogy. With its graphical layout, determining and viewing relationships is a snap. The family tree is easy to edit and configure to your viewing pleasure. No matter how you display your family tree, Kith & Kin keeps all relationships in tact. I feel the most useful feature is the ability to embed or link objects to a person or family group. Objects may be notes, sounds, diagrams or pictures. This gives a real multimedia feel to the program and your family history. Inserting sounds or music from an event, like a wedding, adds more meaning to the final product, more so than just writing down what was said or played. Seeing a picture of your ancestors and the way they lived will have more meaning then just plain text, as with most genealogy programs. Kith and Kin allows you to print all of your work. You could produce a book of family ancestors to hand out to family members without computers, complete with maps and diagrams. The program also has file support for the Personal Ancestral File GEDCOM format. Using this format (a standard) will allow you to work closely with other family members around the world. Kith and Kin is a powerful and very easy to use genealogy software for Windows 3.1. Kith and Kin is easy enough for the beginner and casual data collector, yet has enough bells and whistles to set it apart from other programs. It will make your work seem like the fun it should be. If you have been thinking of starting up a genealogy program of your family, then this program is definitely worth the download. Lights Out Movie Reviews Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond All rights reserved ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿ ³ BAD GIRLS: Jonathan Kaplan, director. Ken Friedman ³ ³ and Yolande Finch, screenplay. Albert S. Ruddy & ³ ³ Charles Finch & Gray Frederickson, story. Starring ³ ³ Madeleine Stowe, Mary Stuart Masterson, Drew Barry- ³ ³ more, Andie MacDowell, James Russo, Robert Loggia, ³ ³ and Dermot Mulroney. Twentieth-Century Fox. ³ ³ Rated R. ³ ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ Sweethearts with six-shooters. Cuties with Colt 45s. Pretties with pistols. Four rip-roarin' chicks out to tame the Old West with new ways. The same old Western clich‚s, done up in lipstick and skirts. No, it's not hard to get a handle on BAD GIRLS; the problem is that once you know the premise (hard to avoid with this film's media saturation), there's not much more to discover. The picture isn't particularly fresh, it isn't particularly bold, but it isn't particularly bad, either. It just . . . is. Madeleine Stowe, Andie MacDowell, Mary Stuart Masterson, and Drew Barrymore star as the titular characters, all prostitutes on the run after Stowe shoots an Army colonel for getting a little rough. Their goal, decided on the road, is to develop Anita's (Masterson) land in the Oregon Territory, a property she owned with her now-deceased husband. Their first stop is a town where Cody (Stowe) has been wiring money for years; she's built up a comfortable nest egg of several thousand which will make for a good beginning on the West Coast. If they can just get there. The colonel's widow has hired Pinkerton detectives to track her, a mysterious man, Joshua McCay (Dermot Mulroney), runs into them several times, and Cody comes face-to-face with her outlaw- running past when she collects her money from the bank. By (a rather credibility-straining) coincidence, her former lover, the outlaw Kid Jarrett, is robbing the bank. He steals her stake to get her to visit him, and all hell busts loose. Each side takes a hostage, McCay jumps into the action, a townie is dragged into the fray involuntarily, and the only way to get out of this mess is to shoot your way out. I must say, all four leads do cut impressive figures as gun-totin' ladies, apparently with shooting skills to match (at least, that's what the director, Jonathan Kaplan, successfully portrays), but we've seen it all before. We've just seen it with a different hormonal mix. Even though Kaplan is dishing up the same tired Western situations (jailbreaks, holdups, runaway wagons, hell-bent-for- leather riding, fast draws and slow drawls), there's something every so slightly refreshing to see the guns in female hands. There's an appeal beyond the novelty, perhaps because the feminist thread to this revisionist Western is highlighted by two scenes, and then dropped to the background. Kaplan and the scriptwriters mercifully avoid the long, dreadful, ideological speeches that tend to dominate some films, whether they're championing the cause or not. It's the same basic dictum of storytelling you'll find in every Writing 101 class: show, don't tell. The human animal learns more by example than by lecture, and by showing four capable female characters in BAD GIRLS, the filmmakers can say more about feminism than in a semester-long course on the subject. Masterson sums up the subject in the film's best line: "If your laws don't include me, then they don't apply to me." It's just too bad that those words are wrapped in a standard Western plot with a cutesy, counter-pro- ductive title. RATING: $$ Lights Out Movie Reviews Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond All rights reserved ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿ ³ NO ESCAPE: Martin Campbell, director. Michael Gaylin ³ ³ and Joel Gross, screenplay. Based on the novel THE ³ ³ PENAL COLONY by Richard Herley. Starring Ray Liotta, ³ ³ Lance Henriksen, Michael Lerner, Stuart Wilson, Kevin ³ ³ Dillon, and Ernie Hudson. Savoy Pictures. Rated R. ³ ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ Put aside your negative reaction to the generic title and take your shock socks to a wild ride in the year 2022. Private corporations are running the prison system (shades of FORTRESS, 1993) and the worst of the worst get dropped on Absalom, a prison island that's ringed by radar, patrol boats, and choppers. NO ESCAPE, starring Ray Liotta and produced by Gayle Anne Hurd (James Cameron's former producer and partner on ALIENS, T2, and THE ABYSS), combines the best elements of PAPILLON, LORD OF THE FLIES, and ESCAPE FROM NEW YORK to serve up a satisfying futuris- tic action thriller. The prisoners on Absalom have divided themselves into two camps: the Insiders, a relatively peaceful medieval community headed by The Father (Lance Henriksen), and the Outsiders, a loose group of ultraviolent gangs led by the dangerously charis- matic Walter Merack (Stuart Wilson). Caught in the middle is Captain J.T. Robbins (Liotta), a military prisoner who has a "pathological aversion to authority," as described by the sleazy businessman warden (Michael Lerner). Thankfully, the pseudo- science of this future world is kept to a minimum -- a double- speak DNA explanation of Robbins' aversion to authority is provided in the opening minutes -- and the screenplay gets right to the action. Robbins is dropped on the island and the Out- siders find him first. If he can dispatch the gang's bully boy, Marek tells him, then he'll be offered a position on the "staff." Robbins not only makes short work of the big guy (in a scene that's reminiscent of RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK), but he manages to grab Marek's weapon and escape their camp. When he reaches the Insiders, his resourcefulness impresses The Father enough to offer him a position in the village, despite the suspicions of his security chief (Ernie Hudson). Robbins has only one thing on his mind, though. Escape. He thinks himself alone in his quest, but the Insiders show him different. If only they can hold off the Outsiders long enough to put their plan into action . . . NO ESCAPE is a good popcorn movie, with action scenes worthy of anything in this genre. Ray Liotta makes for a believable action hero, in the Kurt Russell/Peter Weller/Bruce Willis lean- and-mean style (as opposed to the plethora of muscleheads that inhabit this genre). Stuart Wilson makes a delicious villain, with enough dark humor that's on point (rather than anachronistic one liners) to keep his edge in the foreground. His jests never obscure the fact that he's one dangerous hombre, someone you never turn your back on. I'm rather disappointed that he isn't used more in the film; his potential for scenery chewing, if kept in rein, could create a high demand for Wilson as an action villain. The Insiders village is a remarkably believable construction, incorporating blacksmiths, weavers, traders, and other craftsmen in a totally self-sufficient community. It is well-conceived and executed, a detail that's normally overlooked in a film of this type. Lance Henriksen is interestingly cast against type as the spiritual and political leader of this group of prisoners, but he makes for a convincing father figure. I think the only problem I have with the film concerns what happens to the prisoners when they escape. The island prison itself is illegal; when and if they can bring word of it to the mainland, that sounds the deathknell for the Warden's business, but what happens to the prisoners? Most of them are there for rather heinous crimes (Robbins killed his commanding officer over a policy disagreement that ended up roasting over 300 innocent women and children) and despite the cruel and unusual punishment the island represents, they still have to serve their sentences. And they won't be as free in any prison as they were on the island, so why escape? It's a plot hole that kept niggling at me all throughout the movie, and for days afterward. It's not enough to keep me from recommending NO ESCAPE, but it is a sign of what passes for scriptwriting in today's films. RATING: $$$ Lights Out Movie Reviews Copyright (c) 1994, Bruce Diamond All rights reserved ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿ ³ SERIAL MOM: Written & directed by John Waters. Star- ³ ³ ring Kathleen Turner, Sam Waterston, Ricki Lake, ³ ³ Suzanne Somers, Mink Stole, Matthew Lillard, Mary Jo ³ ³ Catlett, Justin Whalen, and Patricia Hearst. Savoy ³ ³ Pictures. Rated R. ³ ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÙ You've thought about it, 'fess up. The driver who cuts you off. The neighbor whose dog thinks your lawn is a toilet. The drunk at the end of the bar. Your ex-spouse. Barney. For the briefest of instants, you want that sucker stone-cold, stiff-as- a-board, deader-than-a-doornail wormfood. Then the moment passes and you snap back to what passes for reality in your world. That's the premise behind John Waters' cathartically-dark comedy, SERIAL MOM, starring Kathleen Turner. We've seen Turner this starkly dangerous before, in WAR OF THE ROSES, 1989. In fact, she was more menacing in that film, though she only kills one person, and that through mutual effort. In SERIAL MOM, though, Turner mows down several people (you'll find yourself cheering more often than not, which is Waters' intent, and part of his wry commentary), all the while grinning her eerie June Cleaver grin and cheerfully recycling household items to Barry Manilow tunes. She's the model mom, all right, but modeled after the likes of Charles Manson, Ted Bundy, and John Wayne Gacy. She's a Henrietta Lee Lucas, a Joan Wayne Gacy, as the prosecutor tags her at the final reel trial. Yes, unfortunately, she is caught and arrested, but not until after she's racked up an impressive body count, is chased out of a church service, and is hidden by her son (Matthew Lillard), who thinks his mom is 'way cool because she's a serial killer. Sam Waterston and Ricki Lake (who got her start in a John Waters film, HAIRSPRAY, 1988) also star as Turner's husband and daughter, who can't reconcile their sweet, loving, bird-watching Beverly with the vicious murderer depicted in the media. For most of the movie, Beverly dispatches people she more or less knows: her son's math teacher, her husband's patients, her daughter's unfaithful boyfriend, and so on. It's when she goes after a stranger that her world begins to unravel. You'd never know it to look at her in the beginning moments of SERIAL MOM -- she's the model homemaker, serving breakfast to her family in full Donna Reed dress. When cops show up at the Sutphin door, investigating obscene phone calls made to a neighbor, we get our first inkling of just how twisted Beverly could be. Turner's broad, hammy style works well here, although she's a might *too* artificial in the opening scenes, as is the rest of the family. They know they're lampooning the '50s suburban sitcoms, and it shows in their empty smiles and studied mannerisms. Turner was more natural, and as mentioned before, more natural in WAR OF THE ROSES, but as the film progresses, everyone relaxes into their roles, and the farcical elements become supplanted by a clever commentary on the cult of celebrity. Martin Scorsese made this same point more deftly a decade ago in THE KING OF COMEDY, 1983, but Waters manages to update the message (yes, things have changed that much in ten years) into a sly entertainment for today's audiences. RATING: $$$ Book Review Copyright (c) 1994, Steve Powers All rights reserved The Secret History - Donna Tartt (Ivy Books, $6.99). No time wasted in this novel; the very first paragraph shocks the reader into sitting up and taking notice by telling what happened and who did it. The rest of the novel is spent backtracking,carefully laying the foundation for the shocking events that transpire and slowly but steadily uncovering the hows and whys of the situation. Richard Papen, nineteen years old and in New England for the first time to attend Hampden College, is quickly indoctrinated into a group of Greek scholars, five students who, with their professor, have formed a rather elite society of sorts. At first, Richard and his fellow students have a rather ordinary relationship, one of student-to-student and nothing else. As events slowly unwind, their lives become entwined with one another in some truly bizarre ways, eventually leading to a totally unforeseen tragedy. This is a richly-hued tale, one that revels in strong imagery and a stirring recognition of how strange the ties that bind people can be. Absorbing and mesmerizing, Donna Tartt's well-crafted story pulls the reader along to its fateful conclusion. Book Review Copyright (c) 1994, Steve Powers All rights reserved The Stone Bruise - James C. McCormick (Baskerville, $23.00). The Stone Bruise is a sweet, poignant tale of love, honor and integrity. Real life is mirrored in its pages, from the dreaming of youth to the sorrow and emptiness that can come with maturity. Emotions and action are woven together in an affectionate tapestry. From the idealistic, heady flush of first love to the hollowness of excessive wealth, The Stone Bruise is a dizzying kaleidoscope that spins swiftly through the years. James McCormick has masterfully crafted a story that dips and soars, following Scott McQuaid from the Depression era of the thirties to the pinnacle of wealth and power in the eighties. Scott's beginnings are humble, as he grows up in Ennis, Texas. His father is a stern man who teaches young Scotty that emotions are to be kept inside, even as he whimpers and cries over the "stone bruise" of the title. The sudden death of Scott's father thrusts him into a role of early maturity, in which he must support his mother,both financially and emotionally. The years fly by with dizzying swiftness as Scott works in California, joins the Air Force, marries Marjorie Fielding and fathers two children, Bobby and Gracie. He earns a business degree at SMU and begins his remarkable climb to the top of the business world, becoming very rich and powerful. For all of Scott's wealth, he is not a happy man; his wife becomes an alcoholic and his children are caught up in the burgeoning drug culture of the sixties. The exhilaration of achieved dreams turns into a empty sadness that bruises Scott more painfully than the stone bruises he suffered as a small boy. This is a wonderful and captivating book, one that will deeply involve readers in the ups and downs of the McQuaid family. Book Review Copyright (c) 1994, Steve Powers All rights reserved Billy - Albert French (Viking, $19.00). Once in a great while, out of the many books that an avid reader reads, a novel will come along that burns itself into the mind with images that are hard to shake. So it is with Billy. The final scenes of Albert French's first novel are almost a physical slap in the face, so horrifyingly bleak are they. Told entirely in a regional, Mississippi dialect, Billy is based on a true incident that happened nearly sixty years ago. The imagery is powerful and evocative; it's not hard to see the hot, dusty town of Banes, to feel the scorching summer sun of 1937 and to sense the utter bleakness of the unrelenting poverty that saturates the characters'lives. The setting, the framework only serves to emphasize the shocking injustice of the climax of Billy. Billy is a ten-year old black boy who, with his friend Gumpy, has a fateful encounter with two white girls who harass them, an encounter that ends with Billy killing one of the girls with a pocket knife. Events move swiftly after this, with Billy standing trial as an adult and being sentenced to die in the electric chair. The very last scene, contrasting a young boy who only wants to go home to his mother with the shocking image of the electric chair that awaits him is one of the most heart-wrenching descriptions I have ever read. Read this novel carefully; the images may stay for a long time. Book Review Copyright (c) 1994, Steve Powers All rights reserved The Tracks of Angels - Kelly Dwyer (G.P. Putnam's Sons, $22.95). In her first novel, Kelly Dwyer has produced a beautiful, spellbinding story. The Tracks of Angels is the tale of Laura Neuman, eighteen years old and alone in the world. Dwyer's debut is an auspicious one, as she crafts an unforgettable novel, told in clean, spare prose that shifts effortlessly between past and present. The mood created wraps the reader in a cocoon just this side of sentiment, creating a sense of wonder and sorrow. Laura's childhood and adolescence is described almost bitterly, with an undercurrent of pain flowing through the narrative. As the narrative returns to the present, a sense of hope seems to float tantalizingly just around the corner, blanketed with an intense loneliness alleviated somewhat by the adventure of venturing into the unknown territory of young adulthood. Fleeing a painful past, Laura arrives in Boston on a Greyhound bus. Laura chooses Boston as the place to start a new life because it lies across an entire continent from her childhood home in southern California. She feels that perhaps physical distance will ease hurtful memories stemming from her mother's long battle with cancer, losing the battle when Laura was twelve; and another tide of stinging remembrances caused by her father's paralysis caused by an automobile accident, leading to a plan to end his life and involving Laura in that plan. In a long, slow process, Laura begins to create her own roots in Boston. She rents a tiny apartment, and lying about her previous job experience, lands a waitressing job in a Italian restaurant, in quick order. She makes friends with an artist named Nadia and meets the mysterious David, two people who have a profound influence upon her new life. She invests in a secondhand encyclopedia and begins to pore over its contents letter by letter in a desperate attempt to expand her mind. Even as she feels a burgeoning sense of self, she still feels the sharp tendrils of her past experiences curling around her, especially her role in helping to end her father's life. Reflecting upon the environment she was raised in, a household with two distinct religions and parents with often differing opinions, she realizes that she lacks a spiritual identity. This search leads her to imagining into life an angel, one who is there in the darkest of nights, when she is alone in her room. Only this angel is not quite the glorified image of angels that we traditionally perceive. This angel is world-weary, and while listening patiently to her questions, admits that there are no easy answers, one whose wings are frayed and one who comes to be very real to her in her search to make sense of her confused life, "...sometimes at the very edge of sleep I could almost, just faintly, hear the rustling of wings." With the help of her imaginary angel, the fabric of her life begins to knit together, giving her a solidity that she had not felt before, an image far from her former image of herself as a small, lost and lonely figure in a large town where she knew no one. Like the strains of a haunting melody, this book will burrow beneath the reader's emotions to nestle deep in the heart. The emotions are oh so bittersweet and evocative, causing some very real twinges of recognition. In Laura Neuman, Kelly Dwyer has created a character who shows how much our memories and past experiences, like a stone thrown in water, casts huge ripples into our futures. Book Review Copyright (c) 1994, Steve Powers All rights reserved Pure Baseball - by Keith Hernandez and Mike Bryan (HarperCollins $21.00) As sure as the return of the swallows to Capistrano, the coming of spring brings a flood of baseball books. One such book is Pure Baseball. Most baseball books stay with tried-and-true topics. They may be biographies of superstars, accounts of championship seasons or a foray into the golden past. Pure Baseball dares to be different. Keith Hernandez, a former major league baseball player with 17 seasons of experience behind him, offers his candid insights into the game of baseball. A front page blurb promises "pitch by pitch for the advanced fan," and the book delivers on that promise. This is, indeed, for the advanced fan, the fan who honestly desires to delve beneath the surface to understand the reason for every pitch selection, to understand managerial strategies in certain situations, to understand why the fielders move around against particular batters and to understand many other subtle and not-so- subtle nuances of the game. This book moves beyond the world of the casual fan, who observes a baseball game largely on the surface, although they may understand some very broad strategies that "everybody in the park knows". Keith Hernandez, with his inner knowledge of baseball and the ability to simplify even the most complex baseball decisions, teaches the advanced fan to do more than just watch a baseball game. He shows fans how to observe it, to notice all the little things that can make a big difference in the ultimate outcome of the game. Hernandez focuses on two games played in the early part (June) of the 1993 season: Philadelphia versus Atlanta and Detroit versus the Yankees. His pitch-by-pitch analysis of both games is fascinating, at times zeroing in on the smallest detail. For instance, in describing Philadelphia catcher Darren Daulton's pursuit of a behind-the-plate foul ball, he explains why Daulton waits until the last minute to yank off his catcher's mask (to make sure he doesn't trip over it). The depth of his explanations are, at times, astounding. Baseball may be only a game, but it's a very complicated one, criss-crossed with multiple layers. Take the situation of bringing the infield in on a certain hitter. Hernandez shows that this sets off an entire chain of reactions. The opposing manager must respond with a move of his own and has several to choose from, depending on who's at bat and the status of the game. However, Hernandez doesn't allow the reader to become confused; he gives clear, concise explanations of the intricate reasonings of all involved. Hernandez's observations are totally straightforward and honest. He does much more than explain strategy; if he disagrees with a manager's move, he doesn't hesitate to voice his feelings. This candidness is present throughout the pages of Pure Baseball; it makes for a lively and entertaining book, keeping it from falling into the yawning trap of dry statistics so many baseball books fall into. This effort stands head and shoulders above the current crop of baseball books. Dedicated baseball fans will come away with a new understanding which will greatly enhance their viewing of the game. Book Review Copyright (c) 1994, Steve Powers All rights reserved A Lesson Before Dying - Ernest J. Gaines (Knopf, $21.00). Set in a small Cajun community in Louisiana in the late 1940s, Ernest Gaines's first novel in ten years is a wrenching, emotional novel. Black life in this time period is painted in a searingly honest manner, effectively conveying the stifling, oppressive conditions blacks were forced to endure. A young black man, Jefferson, is unwittingly involved in a deadly shootout. Although he protests his innocence, he is sentenced to death for his part in this botched robbery. During the trial, his lawyer compares him to a hog, saying that Jefferson lacks even a smattering of intelligence. Jefferson's godmother, deeply grieved at this, petitions Grant Wiggins, a local teacher, to go and meet with Jefferson and help him "...to die like a man," and not a hog. At first an unwilling participant, Grant reluctantly agrees, under pressure from his aunt. From this beginning, Gaines fashions a touching story of the relationship that builds between Grant and Jefferson and how Grant's own life is changed by this relationship. Peeling away the surface to penetrate into the heart of what it means to be human and coming to grips with living and dying, Gaines's novel is deeply moving. It has made several best books lists (including my own) and deservedly so. 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GoodUser T&J Lotto T&JStat TJTop30 Environmental QT Video Poker Announce Bordello! Money Market Bordello T&J Raffle RIP Lemonade AgeCheck Strip Poker RIP Voting Booth ...and more coming! A Good Mother, Mother Goode Copyright (c) 1994, Franchot Lewis All rights reserved A GOOD MOTHER, MOTHER GOODE by Franchot Lewis Maggie Goode and her little grandson rode out of Anacostia on the Green Line, they were on their way down town to shop, and were seated opposite two young girls, ladies, who were just out of their teenage years, wearing T-shirts and jeans. The T-shirts advertised a rap group, the Wasted, Wretched, Dreadful Dead, and the girls defied you to think they were talking about anything less important than a music video until the bigger one cheerfully explained to the slender one why she was pregnant again. It didn't have anything to do with anything, just that it was something that people like them did. "That baby's going to stare at you if he learned what idiocy you're up to?" The pregnant girl's head bobbed, agreeing entirely. She said, she has been trying without any success to make herself believe that the child she was bearing was part of some great plan. "The fact is," she said, "Mark wants a son." Mark was her live-in boy friend. She sighed, "Starting out with two kids is -" She stopped, frowned - "This won't be another girl." Maggie stared at them. They stared back. At first the pregnant girl looked puzzled. The puzzlement quickly turned to defiance. The other girl, with a sweep of the eyes, mumbled towards Maggie, "What's wrong with her?" Maggie considered moving her grandson to another seat. There was one far back in the car. If she moved, she would have to stand. She glanced at her grandson, to see if he was listening to the young women. He was looking out the window, into the dark tunnel, at the flashing green lights passing by. Fifteen seconds passed and the train began to come into a station. The women stood and walked towards the door as though they planned to alight at the station. Maggie relaxed, the women were about to leave. As she waited for the train to stop and the door to open, the pregnant girl leaned against a rail and sighed a bit wearily, "I never thought I would get pregnant again?" Her friend asked, "Why?" "The pain. I knew it hurt before I had my first but I never thought that it would hurt like it did." "It hurts," her friend said. "I know," she laughed, "my baby girl almost killed me, I screamed, hollered, nuts. I hope this one won't hurt like that, I'm going to tell that girl when she grows to some size: girl, you almost killed me, you had your mama crying, girl, screaming like the pain wasn't going to ever stop." "Yeah?" "Did yours hurt too?" "Yes, they all do, but when it's over, the pain goes and you forget about it like it never hurt at all." "Yes?" Maggie shook her head, said to herself, "The hurt never stops; God made mothers to cry." The train stopped, there was a wait before the doors opened. When the door did opened the pregnant girl said, "I was beginning to wonder if they'd were going to let us off this darn train, that driver better go back into training." "Come on, girl friend," her friend said. "It all works by computers." The two girls left. Mist was dripping behind Maggie's eye glasses. Her grandson glanced up, "Grandmom?" Maggie was silent; her grandson waited for about a second, looking at his grandmother; then the train was starting up, a few more seconds, and it was weaving through the tunnels, making noises, going heavy on the track, passed the Navy Yard, on its way downtown, through the gray light of the tunnel under the Capitol's streets. Suddenly, Maggie squeezed her grandson's arm, hard, and he gaped, mouth opened wide, eyes in a stare, sore arm, and she cried, softly, "Sorry, Baby." She let go, "Eddie?" "Grandmom?" "I'm sorry." "My arm's all right," he said. She nodded. He looked away, at the tunnel lights passing by the window. **** "Christ ... Christ! We're in Hell. We're broiling. Yes, broiling." Maggie stared at a balding head, a man who still sometimes courted her after a yard of years, her fellah with a humor that was sometimes ill, but never meant anyone any harm, her husband. He had just stood guard outside the bathroom door like it was an official building that required a pass for entry. The occupant of the bathroom was Maggie's and his only son, Thatch, the father of their grandson, Eddie. Maggie's husband was sixty three but acted forty, or thirty, sometimes. But, when their son, Thatch, last came for a visit, Maggie's husband acted ancient, and Maggie's husband didn't want the son in the house. "Because? He's a thief, he steals; robs from his own mama's pocket book, robs me." "No, that's in the past; Thatch says -" "Don't tell me what that sucker says, I know -" "He's our son, your son, mine." "We've had to put him out, you know? Three times, four times already?" "He's stopped." "When?" "You have to give him a chance to redeem himself." "Still another chance?" "He's our son." "So he comes to you on his knees, begging, crying, 'Mama, let me back in, you've gotta let me come back home for a visit, to talk to you,' is that how he put it?" "Edward!" "Don't holler, woman." "He's been to the treatment program." "Again? I talked to him yesterday on the street. I am not going to let him in the house. I walked pass him and sniffed. He had a distinct odor and it was not a faint smell. The scent was strong enough to leave a whole street full of junkies lit." "He promised." "The last time you left him here by himself, he sold our CD player and our VCR, and he would have taken the tv but a floor model is too heavy for him to carry, thank goodness that boy doesn't do any heavy lifting." "He's our son." "We've got to be firm about this, strong. It is for his good too." "Damn, that tough love, Hell. I'm not going to keep him locked out." "Maggie -" "He's coming to visit today -" "Aw -" "He's coming." "Look, if he steals anything, you are going to have to replace it. If he takes anything of mine, you are going to have to pay me back. I'm going to be here while he's here, I don't want him here when I'm not here." Thatch came and Edward stayed home from work and followed him around the house, from room to room, standing guard while Thatch was in the bathroom. As Thatch was leaving Maggie told him, "I'm leaving a light on in the window. I'm going to leave it there like a lantern hung on a post." "Yeah, " Edward said. "Be sure to call first before you come; give us a six-month notice." Maggie thumbed her nose at Edward. Thatch said, softly, with a smoothness that seemed to have been practiced for a century, "I understand where Dad is coming from; Jesus loves him, and I love him too." A week later, Thatch was arrested; the charge, trafficking in narcotics. The first Maggie heard of the arrest was when Edward saw it in a newspaper and showed her the article. "That couldn't be Thatch?" she cried. Edward groaned, "It's him, the sucker." The next day Maggie went to visit Thatch's wife, Ava. "Gee, I'm just getting it," Ava said. "Thatch won't be coming home for a darn while. I'm so glad you've come. We've been having it real, dirt ball bad. No money. Talking to you is what I've always wanted, but Thatch has been so independent, didn't want to ask for help. Too proud to ask his people, you know? He was odd. Sometimes we had nothing, not enough to give to Little Eddie, and Thatch would, you know?" "Things should have been different ..." Maggie wept and continued to cry, softly. "Thatch could be a louse ... " "Didn't you try to help him too?" "Yes. He wasn't a louse all the time, only a short while. Pretty soon it would dawn on him that he had a child depending on him, and he would get a job, a piece of a job, like he did last summer that lasted all summer long. People aren't hiring now, you know? I would get a piece of a job, myself, anything to bring money in, and pay somebody to take care of Little Eddie while I worked." "Here, take this." "Gee, Thatch never would take anything from you or ask." "It's for Little Eddie." "I've always told Thatch that he has the darnedest attitude." A week passed, another visit at Ava's: "Yes ... Come on in. The day goes so fast. Maybe I'm pregnant again or something. I get so sleepy, and then I'm not your normal housekeeper. Thatch always said that. He thought you kept the best house in the world, was a saint, too, in too many ways. Forgive me, but I would always get so grouchy when Thatch would talk about the way I keep house. But you aren't interested in hearing about how I spent my day, you've come to see Little Eddie. I'm not a very interesting person. Who wants to listen to me, right? Eddie's in his room sleeping like a dog. He had been barking all day, like I was not here but a million miles away, now he's tired himself out and have gone to sleep. Uh? I fed him. What? The refrigerator? What are you doing? Okay, I was about to go shopping. Things cost. Money doesn't go so far. What? I feel like telling you about myself. Yeah? You don't know me. Or do you? What did Thatch tell you?" "I don't know what you mean?" "Oh, I should tell you about his idea of romance? Some time I'll tell you, maybe? Maybe I will how he was not really a nice person at all, but just a wild man out of his mind half the time, who pretended to like his wife and himself. I tried to understand him and got knocked up side the head for my efforts. He could get mean, frightfully. I was scared of him, sometimes. Wait! Listen! Hear me. What it is, is that you're still in denial about his meanness. Thatch got that stuff up in him, he smoked that shit and drank Hennesey, and he acted like a beast up from a tree, not like that nice son that you knowed and owned." That night in bed Maggie's husband woke, heard Maggie sobbing. "Crying again?" "Quit, leave me alone," Maggie kept sobbing. "Can't. I'm worrying if I don't do something, I'll drown, I'm already being soaked. May I turn on the light so we can talk, yes? No? We'll talk in the dark. You can't see this, but my sleeve is wet clear through. This arm I keep near you is water drenched. But I don't mind getting wet. All I mind is being drowned. I'd like for us to talk. I wish we could back the car up outside D.C. Jail, tie a line to the bars and the car and ugh! Let the boy escape. It's a good healthy feeling to want this. But I'm afraid it can't be done." "Shut up!" "No." "I'm not thinking about Thatch, it's Little Eddie, you fool." "What's wrong with little Eddie?" "That girl, I want to choke her." "Ava?" "Have you ever talked to her? I have? For hours and hours. You were right about her. When you first laid eyes on her, you asked what Thatch ever saw in her. Breasts, degenerated sex, you said, she was a hussy. I said, give the kids a chance." "Maggie -" "She brings the worst out of me, the worst thoughts, my darkest thoughts." "Maggie -" "She's on that stuff; she's neglecting Little Eddie. She's taking the money I give her for him and is not using it on food, but that stuff. " "Maggie, you've gave her money?" "I could kill her." "You gave her money, no?" "For her bills. Her bills and her bills. The same bills over and over again." "Why don't you ask her to let you watch Little Eddie for a while?" "I did." "And?" "And no!" Ava said. "Never! Little Eddie is my baby. He is all I have. I don't want to live without him. He is mine." The next morning came - before the morning, the dawn, and before the dawn, Maggie was up. From her street of houses on a hilltop, silence. It was too early for her middle class neighbors, even the birds on the roofs were asleep. Maggie stopped, pondered, before she broke the silence by starting up her still sleeping husband's town car. The car seemed to turn over slowly, and once going, move slower. The drive seemed to be longer. A drizzle began; the windshield's slap-happy wiper sprung into action; Maggie winced at its unhappy echo. In front of the apartment building where her grandson lived, Maggie parked. The drizzle had lifted. The morning light looked still-born, too many choking clouds lingered. She grabbed the sacks of food and cleaning tools, and locked the car. She climbed three flights of stairs, quickly, she stepped with a fair spring. She knocked on the apartment door, called her son's wife's name, demanded to be let in. The door opened - her grandson, demanding a hug and breakfast and getting picked up, lifted in the arms of his amazed, angry, stuttering grandmother who toted him about the apartment's front room and yelled about his clothing, a long dirty shirt that looked more like a smock than sleep wear for a little boy. He did not know where his mother was. Maggie had, had that feeling of danger and dread. It had awaken her, made her fill the car with stuff and run in the still night time to see her grandson. Perhaps it was seeing the boy in a smock that decided it for Maggie: her son's wife had to be made to give up the boy. Maggie washed her grandson. She couldn't find any clean clothes for him, so she dressed him in his least dirtiest clothes. She served him the cold cereal from the kitchen cupboard, and then remembered the food she had brought and cooked crisp bacon and eggs which she did not serve him, he had fallen to sleep. She cleaned the apartment and waited for her son's wife to return, and prepared things to say. "You ought to be in a cage, your arms tied to the rafters and you whipped." "You're tripping?" "I should report you." "Me? That's a laugh. What for?" "You know mighty well what for? Leaving a child alone, sneaking out to show your tail off to some scum in all your naked slutty glory." "I guess that's right. I'm just as bad as your jailbird son." Laughter, mocking laughter - Maggie heard a herd of heifers, their hoofs hitting hard against her forehead. The light of a brightening morning woke her. Her grandson, a lively boy, was awake romping, stumping on the floor. The sun has crept out, her son's wife has not return. Maggie asked her grandson, "Do you want to go to grandmom's house?" Five days. FIVE DAYS passed - and thumping on Maggie's front door, and a dusty woman with waggled steps waddled into the house and stood. "Where is Little Eddie?" Maggie had let her in but wouldn't let her pass the hall. The woman, her son's wife eyeballed Maggie, peering out the corner of her eyes, "I'm warning you, I won't leave without Little Eddie." "Where have you been for five days? Where did you sleep last night? In a hay-stack? There are clump balls in your hair." "I want my son." Maggie smiled and sighed: "I'm pretty tired of you, dear. I'm going to keep my grandson. You haven't an idea in that hay-stack head of yours to raise him -" "I've always wanted to tell you off, Mrs. Church Woman, Perfect Mama." "I try to be a good mother." "I hate you." "Why? Because you don't try to be a good mother?" "If you try to keep Little Eddie, I'm going to whack you." "It's come to threats of violence? You'll take the fall for I'll never let you take Little Eddie." "You know, you can not take somebody else's child, you can borrow him, but not keep him." "Exiting, eh?" Maggie's son's wife's legs made a wobbly move, she balanced, then dug down into her jacket and found a slip of paper. "Bills, your son left Little Eddie and me with nothing but his bills. These bills have to be paid." Maggie's mouth went dry, and she stumbled over her tongue until she found one Christian word to say, then found another and another. "I ought to slap you, " she said. "I gave you money and you just throw it away, messes it all up. I've been giving you money, and you mess it up on drugs. You won't get another penny from me." "Who's going to pay your son's damn bills? Me? I don't have any money." "I won't give you a cent to pay the same bills over and over again. You have put drugs before your child and yourself. My grandchild is staying here, you can get your junkie ass out of my house." "Shit, you not going to take my baby, you old bitch, you old dried-up bitch." "Get out of my house!" POW! It was afternoon when Maggie awoke. She sprang up and rushed from her bedroom towards the room that had been her son's and now she meant to be her grandson's. Little Eddie was asleep, curled in a sweet little heap, his brown eyes closed, his resting face in repose against a fluffy pillow as he was taking his afternoon nap. He looked so peaceful and safe. She remembered Ava, and was very angry with herself for letting that junkie sucker punch her on the jaw. She knew that she must have gone right out cold. But where was Ava? And who had put her to bed? And given Little Eddie his nap? Edward. Who else? When Ava came to the house, Edward was upstairs. "Edward!" In the kitchen on the bulletin board she found his note: Gone to get stuff for you, be right back. PS: Ava's in jail; and you shouldn't be reading this. Doctor, says you need to stay in bed, you'll be alright, but you need rest. I'll be back in ten minutes. "Ten minutes?" She put a pot on the stove to make tea. Before the water boiled Edward returned with a bag from the pharmacy. "Maggie, go back to bed." She shook her head. Edward smiled, "Don't get into cat fights with younger women." "Never in my life." "Got the tea ready?" "Ava -" "Let the cops handle her. She was lit up with drugs. She came here demanding money and assaulted you. She'll get eighteen months to three years." "After that?" **** For only a moment more did Maggie hate Ava, for the train was slowing down. It was pulling into a downtown station, and her grandson with his smooth politeness, smiled, "We get off here grandmom?" His eyes shown with light and it was unbearable to hate. His face has features that were half Ava's, and half her Thatch's. Maggie would have wept, but her grandson's eyes were staring at her so deeply, and he was desiring so much to get off the train, that he stood, took her arm and pulled. "Dear," she said, "Go easy on Grandmom's arm." "This is where we get off, isn't it?" "Yes, dear," Maggie took her grandson's hand and they left the train. She took him and brought him all new things at stores where there were so many wonderful things for little boys. {END} The Long Fly Ball Copyright (c) 1994, Daniel Sendecki All rights reserved The Long Fly Ball So, you're what the town's been buzzin' about. A sportswriter, huh? My ol' coach once said that if 'n he needed a brain transplant, he'd a-chosen a sports writer. That's right - cause he'd o' wanted a brain that's never been used. Ayuh, I see you've heard that one before. Excuse my cough - it's that sharp November afternoon. I'm tellin ya, Autumn steals outta here faster than a split-fingered fastball. The trees rust like ol' barrels and before ya know it you're sweeping snow from your stoop. I'm supposin' that you're here to write about Merle, eh? Damn tragedy, that is. A tragedy is just about the only thing that woulda dragged a big city boy like yourself into these parts. Methinks we should sit down. This old man's knees are screaming like rusty hinges. It's the game, ya know. The game did this to my body. A friend of Merle? Well... Here we are. Mind the splinters, now, the bleachers need a sandin' and are beggin' for a paintin'. My knees? Ya, my knees ache. My back is just about useless. My eyes - hell, I used ta count the stitches on a baseball at twenty feet. Nows I squint just ta read the paper. I'm broken-down. Baseball players, methinks, are in the same business as whores - we ruin our bodies for the pleasures o' strangers. You write for one o' those big papers, huh? The Tribune? Well ain't that a kick in the ass? Sackville ain't seen the likes of a big shot like you since, well, since Merle and I played. It don't make a difference to an old man like me whether you take notes or not. Doesn't make a whole lotta difference. The funeral? No, I didna go. It was a sad time though. Hell, Brocklin even decided to close his bar that day and he didna even close it the day those Japs bombed Pearl Harbor. Baseball, though, baseball here in Sackville is more 'an just a game, it's more like a religion. Home plate is like the altar and these bleachers I'd liken to pews. Mythical proportions? Well, that sounds about right. Was Merle a hero? Mayhaps... Merle Kessler was a damn fine ball-player. Coulda turned pro, some say. Coulda played for the Cubs. Coulda been, but for the... What's that? The long fly ball? So, I've seen ya gone and done your homework, son. Ya, Kessler mighta been a hero, but, between you and me, heroes don't die that way. It was the brightest, most scorchin' day I can remember. The Sackville Mudhens was playin' The Cochran Town Chiefs in the Illinois State Champeenship. A day so hot ya coulda fried an egg on the blacktop outside o' the stadium. Jesus P. God, it was hot. You're thinking that I'm just some old washout rattling off my mouth, I know, but I don't know if there's been a day like that since. Ya see, Sackville was losing, and ya, Cochran Town - they were the favourites owin' to the fact that they was from a bigger town an' all. There were two men on base when Merle Kessler stepped up to bat to deliver Sackville their champeenship, ayuh. Who was on the mound that day for Cochran Town? Don't laugh now son, but I think the pitchers name was Goliath. Thomas Goliath. Ain't that a kick in the ass? Ayuh, I just mighta likened Merle to David that day. Merle was a helluva ball player, but he was a wiry little guy, he was tiny, he was dusty, he was just like... Sackville, ayuh. Well, the first pitch that Goliath delivered rumbled right through Merle's strike zone like the Chicago to New York. And hell, the second pitch -well that was the Express Train, if'n you know what I mean. And there was all of Sackville piled into this stadium here - with room to spare, mind you. They were jumping and screaming and yelling. Even with two strikes down, all of Sackville knew that Merle was a goin' ta rip that third pitch out into the field. Even with two strikes down, Merle knew he was goin' ta rip that ball. And when Merle connected with Goliath's pitch - CRACK - ya woulda thought that all o' Chicago and mayhaps most o' Illinois had packed themselves into these bleachers. The ball shot out from Merle'sbat just like a rock from a sling and climbed into the blazing sky. That long fly ball looped into center field and... died. Merle roped that long fly ball was driven right into the centerfielder's mitt. Yah, I guess Merle Kessler coulda been a hero. If that centerfielder had been playing a bit deeper, Kessler probably would o' played professional baseball. If that centerfielder had panicked at the crack of the bat, Kessler would've been Sackville's savior. He would o' made somethin' of himself. If that bastard had dropped that damned ball, Kessler probably would'na taken up drinking What's that? What did I do after that game? I went home to my Diane. I went home to Diane and we had a couple o' kids - they're both pretty successful ya know. Both o' them moved to Chicago as soon as they were gone and done with their schoolin'. Now, son - don't go kiddin' yourself. I know you're not here to write about a sorry old sack like me. You wanna here about Merle. What's that? What did he do after that game? Well, he never played again. No sir, that man took straight to the bottle. You wanna here about how much Merle drank? Just go an' ask Brocklin. He'll know. I'm supposin he got to be Merle's best friend over the years. Ayuh, mayhaps, if Merle Kessler had a girl like my Diane, he wouldna gone and done that. But it's all about that damn ball. If that fielder had dropped that cursed ball, none o' this woulda happened. I'm supposin' if he had let that long fly ball go, Kessler wouldn't have wrapped his Duster around o' that light polea few nights ago. No, if that ball had dropped into the soft outfield, Kessler would've been more than a few lines in your Tribune. Wouldna he? When did I retire from the Sackville Mudhens? My boy, I didna play for the Mudhens. No, I never played with Merle, neither. A friend? No, I'm supposin' I wasn't much o' that, either. Not family, my boy. I played for the Cochran Town Chiefs. What's that? What position did I play? My boy, I played centerfield. 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ÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄÍÄ STTS BBS presents: Planets: The Exploration of Space(tm) Tournament . . May 15th, 1994 Entry fee: $10.00 . ù . ³ . .Grand Prize Winner awarded $25.00! . . ÄÅÄ ú ú ù ù ù ù ù ù ³ ú . . . ù ú . ù ú ú . . ù . . . . . . . . ù ù . . . . ÜÜ . ù ù ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ . . Å ú ÜÜÜßß ßÛÜÜÜ . ù ù ù ù ²±²²±²²±±° ßÛÞÞÞÞ . þþþÛÛßßÛÛÛÛß ÛßßßßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ù ù ÛÛÛÛßÛßßßßßßßßßß . . . ßßÛÜÜÜÜßÛßß .ßÜÜÜÞÝÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÜÜß . ³ ú . . ßß ßÞ ÛÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÛÛÛß Üß . ÄÅÄ ú . . . . ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ³ . . . . ³ . . . ܲ²ÞßßÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜßÜ . ³ . . ß²²ÞÜÜÛÜÜßßßßßßÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜßßßßßßßú ³ . . ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ú ú ßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßß. ÄÄÄÅÄÄÄ ú ÛÜÜßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÜ . . . . . ú . ³ . ÛÛÛÛÛßÛÛÛÛ Û ÛÛÛÜÜ ú . . . . ³ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ú . . . Sunlight Through The Shadows ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ Ü . . . (214) 620-8793 12/24/96/14.4k ÛßÛÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜßßÜÛÛÛÛÛ Üßßß ß Å . . . 24 hrs/day . ÛÜÛÛßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÜßÛÜ ÛßßßßßßÛÜ ßÜÛÜÜ ú ³ . . . . . ÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÛÛ ßßßÛÛÜßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÛÛÜ . ÄÅÄ ú ú ú ú ú ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÜßÜÛÛÛÛßÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÜ ³ Å . . ú There are several different ways to get STTS magazine. SysOps: Contact me via any of the addresses listed in CONTACT POINTS listed elsewhere in this issue. Just drop me a note telling me your name, city, state, your BBS's name, it's phone number and it's baud rate, and where you'll be getting STTS from each month. If your BBS carries RIME, Pen & Brush Network, or you have access to the InterNet, I can put you on the STTS mailing list to receive the magazine free of charge each month. If you have access to FIDO, you can file request the magazine. If you don't have access to any of these services - or do but don't wish to use this option - you can call any of the BBS's listed in DISTRIBUTION SITES and download the new issue each month. In either case contact me so that I can put your BBS in the dist. site list for the next issue of the magazine. (Refer to DISTRIBUTION VIA NETWORKS for more detailed information about the nets) Users: You can download STTS each month from any of the BBS's mentioned in DISTRIBUTION SITES elsewhere in this issue. If your local BBS isn't listed, pester and cajole your SysOp to "subscribe" to STTS for you. (the subscription, of course, is free) If you haven't any other way of receiving the magazine each month, a monthly disk subscription (sent out via US Mail) is available for $ 20.00 per year. Foreign subscriptions are $ 25.00 (american dollars). Subscriptions should be mailed to: Joe DeRouen 14232 Marsh Ln. # 51 Addison, Tx. 75234 U.S.A. * Special Offer * [ Idea stolen from Dave Bealer's RaH Magazine. So sue me. ] Having trouble finding back issues of STTS Magazine? (This is only the eighth issue, but you never know..) For only $ 5.00 (count 'em - five dollars!) I'll send you all the back issues of STTS Mag as well as current issues of other magazines, and whatever other current, new shareware will fit onto a disk. Just send your $ 5.00 (money order or check please, US funds only, made payable to: Joe DeRouen) to: Joe DeRouen 14232 Marsh Ln. # 51 Dallas, Tx. 75234 U.S.A. Tell me if you want a high density 5 1/4" disk or a high density 3 1/2" disk, please. (The following form is duplicated in the text file FORM.TXT, included with this archive) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Enclosed is a check or money order (US funds only!) for $ 5.00. Please send me the back issues of STTS, the registered version of Quote!, and whatever else you can cram onto the disk. I want: [ ] 5.25" HD disk [ ] 3.5" HD disk Send to: ________________________________________ ________________________________________ ________________________________________ ________________________________________ Submission Information ---------------------- We're looking for a few good writers. Actually, we're looking for as many good writers as we can find. We're interested in fiction, poetry, reviews, feature articles (about most anything, as long as it's well-written), humour, essays, ANSI art, and RIP art. STTS is dedicated to showcasing as many talents as it can, in all forms and genres. We have no general "theme" aside from good writing, innovative concepts, and unique execution of those concepts. As of January 1st 1994, we've been PAYING for accepted submissions! In a bold move, STTS has decided to offer an incentive for writers to submit their works. For each accepted submission, an honorarium fee will be paid upon publication. Premium access to STTS BBS is also given to staff and contributing writers. In addition to the monthly payments, STTS will hold a twice-yearly "best of" contest, where the best published stories and articles in three categories will receive substantial cash prizes. These changes took effect in January of 1994, and the first twice-yearly awards will be presented in the July 1994 issue. Honorariums, twice-yearly cash awards, award winners selection processes, and Contributor BBS access is explained below: HONORARIUM Each and every article and story accepted for publication in STTS will received a cash honorarium. The payment is small and is meant as more of a token than something to reflect the value of the submission. As the magazine grows and brings in more money, the honorariums will increase, as will the twice-yearly award amounts. Fiction pieces pay an honorarium of $2.00 each. Poetry pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each Non-fiction* pieces pay an honorarium of $1.00 each You have the option of refusing your honorarium. Refused funds will be donated to the American Cancer Society. Staff members ARE eligible for honorariums. * Non-fiction includes any feature articles, humor, reviews, and anything else that doesn't fit into the fiction or poetry category. TWICE-YEARLY CASH AWARD Twice a year (every six months) the staff of STTS magazine will meet and vote on the stories, poems, and articles that have appeared in the last six issues of the magazine. Each staff member (the publisher included) gets one vote, and can use that vote on only one entry in each category. In the unlikely event of a tie, the winners will split the cash award. Winners will be announced in the July and January issues of the magazine. Anyone serving on the staff of STTS magazine is NOT eligible for the twice-yearly awards. Twice-Yearly prize amounts -------------------------- Fiction $50.00 Non-fiction 25.00 Poetry 25.00 The winner in each category does have the option of refusing his cash award. In the event of such a refusal, the entire sum of the refused cash awards will be donated to the American Cancer Society. STTS BBS Staff members and contributing writers will also receive level 40 access on Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS. Such access consists of 2 hrs. a day, unlimited download bytes per day, and no download/upload ratio. A regular user receives 1 hr. a day and has an download/upload ratio of 10:1. Staff and contributing writers also receive access to a special private STTS Staff conference on the BBS. LIMITATIONS STTS will still accept previously published stories and articles for publication. However, previously published submissions do NOT qualify for contention in the twice-yearly awards. Furthermore, previously published stories and articles will be paid at a 50% honorarium of the normal honorarium fee. RIGHTS The copyright of said material, of course, remains the sole property of the author. STTS has the right to present it once in a "showcase" format and in an annual "best of" issue. (a paper version as well as the elec. version) Acceptance of submitted material does NOT necessarily mean that it will appear in STTS. Submissions should be in 100% pure ASCII format, formatted for 80 columns. There are no limitations in terms of lengths of articles, but keep in mind it's a magazine, not a novel. Fiction and poetry will be handled on a pure submission basis, except in the case of any round-robin stories or continuing stories that might develop. Reviews will also be handled on a submission basis. If you're interested in doing a particular review medium (ie: books) on a full-time basis, let me know and we'll talk. ANSI art should be under 10k and can be about any subject as long as it's not pornographic. We'll feature ANSI art from time to time, as well as featuring a different ANSI "cover" for our magazine each month. In terms of articles, we're looking for just about anything that's of fairly general interest to the BBSing world at large. An article comparing several new high-speed modems would be appropriate, for example, whereas an article describing in detail how to build your own such modem really wouldn't be. Articles needn't be contained to the world of computing, either. Movies, politics, ecology, literature, entertainment, fiction, non-fiction, reviews - it's all fair game for STTS. Articles, again, will be handled on a submission basis. If anyone has an idea or two for a regular column, let me know. If it works, we'll incorporate it into STTS. Writers interested in contributing to Sunlight Through The Shadows can reach me through any of the following methods: Contact Points -------------- CompuServe - My E_Mail address is: 73654,1732 The Internet - My E_Mail address is: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org RIME - My NODE ID is SUNLIGHT or 5320. Send all files to this address. (you'll have to ask your SysOp who's carrying RIME to send it for you) Alternately, you can simply post it in either the Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine, Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner conference to: Joe Derouen. If you put a ->5320 or ->SUNLIGHT in the top-most upper left-hand corner, it'll be routed directly to my BBS. Pen & Brush Net - Leave me a note or submission in either the Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine conference, the Poetry Corner conference, or the Writers Conference. If your P&BNet contact is using PostLink, you can route the message to me automatically via the same way as described above for RIME. In either case, address all correspondence to: Joe derouen. WME Net - Leave me a note or submission in the Net Chat conference. Address all correspondence to: Joe Derouen. My BBS - Sunlight Through The Shadows. 12/24/96/14.4k baud. (214) 620-8793. You can upload submissions to the STTS Magazine file area, comment to the SysOp, or just about any other method you choose. Address all correspondence to: Joe Derouen. US Mail - Send disks (any size, IBM format ONLY) containing submissions to: Joe DeRouen 14232 Marsh Ln. # 51 Dallas, Tx. 75234 U.S.A. Advertising ----------- Currently, STTS Mag is being "officially" carried by over 90 BBS's across the United States. It's also being carried by BBS's in the United Kingdom, Canada, Portugal, and Finland. Unofficially (which means that the SysOps haven't yet notifed me that they carry it) it's popped up on literally hundreds of BBS's across the USA as well as in other countries including the UK, Canada, Portugal, Ireland, Japan, The Netherlands, Scotland, and Saudi Arabia. It's also available via Internet, FIDO, RIME, and Pen & Brush Networks. Currently, STTS has about 10,000 readers worldwide and is available to literally millions of BBSers through the internet and other networks and BBS's. If you or your company want to expose your product to a variety of people all across the world, this is your opportunity! Advertising in Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available in four different formats: 1) Personal Advertisements (NON-Business) ----------------------- Personal advertisements run $5.00 for 4 lines of advertising, with each additional line $1.00. Five lines is the minimum length. Your ad can be as little as one line, but the cost is still $5.00. Advertisements should be in ASCII and formatted for 80 columns. They should include whatever you're trying to sell (or buy) as well as a price and a method of contacting you. ANSI or RIP ads at this level will NOT be accepted. Business ads will NOT be accepted here. These ads are for non-business readers to advertise something they wish to sell or buy, or to advertise a non-profit event. BBS ads are considered business ads. 2) Regular Advertisement (Business or Personal) --------------------- We're accepting business advertisements in STTS. If you're interested in advertising in STTS, a full-page (ASCII or ASCII and ANSI) is $25.00/issue. Those interested can contact me by any of the means listed under Contact Points. If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($125.00) the sixth month is free. 3) Feature Advertisement (Business or Personal) --------------------- We'll include one feature ad per issue. The feature ad will pop up right after the magazine's ANSI cover, when the user first begins to read the magazine. This ad will also appear within the body of the magazine, for further perusement by the reader. A feature ad will run $50.00 per issue, and should be created in both ANSI and ASCII formats. If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($250.00) the sixth month is free. 4) BBS Advertisement (Business or Personal) ----------------- Many BBS SysOps and users call STTS BBS each month to get the current issue of STTS Magazine. These callers are from all over the USA as well as Canada, Portugal, the UK, and various other countries. Advertising is now available for the logoff screen of the BBS. The rates are $100.00 per month. Ads should be in both ASCII and ANSI format. We're accepting RIP ads as well, but only for the this advertising option. If you purchase 5 months of advertising ($500.00) the sixth month is free. Advertisement Specifications ---------------------------- Ads may be in as many as three formats. They MUST be in ascii text and may also be in ANSI and/or RIP Graphics formats. Ads should be no larger than 24 lines (ie: one screen/page) and ANSI ads should not use extensive animation. If you cannot make your own ad or do not have the time to make your own ad, we can make it for you. However, there is a one-time charge of $10.00 for this service. We will create ads in ASCII and ANSI only. If you absolutely need RIP ads and cannot create your own, we'll attempt to put you into contact with someone who can. Contact Points -------------- You can contact me through any of the following addresses. Sunlight Through The Shadows BBS (214) 620-8793 12/24/96/14,400 Baud CompuServe: 73654,1732 InterNet: joe.derouen@chrysalis.org Pen & Brush Net: ->SUNLIGHT P&BNet Conferences: Sunlight Through The Shadows Conference or any other conference WME Net: Net Chat conference PcRelay/RIME: ->SUNLIGHT RIME Conferences: Common, Writers, or Poetry Corner US Mail: Joe DeRouen 14232 Marsh Ln. # 51 Dallas, Tx. 75234 U.S.A. You can always find STTS Magazine on the following BBS's. BBS's have STTS available for both on-line viewing and downloading unless otherwise marked. * = On-Line Only # = Download Only United States ------------- BBS Name ........... Sunlight Through The Shadows Location ........... Addison, Texas (in the Dallas area) SysOp(s) ........... Joe and Heather DeRouen Phone ........... (214) 620-8793 (14.4k baud) (Sorted by area code, then alphabetically) BBS Name ........... ModemNews Location ........... Stamford, Connecticut SysOp(s) ........... Jeff Green Phone ........... (203) 359-2299 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Party Line, The Location ........... Birmingham, Alabama SysOp(s) ........... Anita Abney Phone ........... (205) 856-1336 (14.4k baud) # BBS Name ........... Lobster Buoy Location ........... Bangor, Maine SysOp(s) ........... Mark Goodwin Phone ........... (207) 941-0805 (14.4k baud) Phone ........... (207) 945-9346 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Northern Maine BBS Location ........... Caribou, Maine SysOp(s) ........... David Collins Phone ........... (207) 496-2391 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... File-Link BBS Location ........... Manhattan, New York SysOp(s) ........... Bill Marcy Phone ........... (212) 777-8282 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Poetry In Motion Location ........... New York, New York SysOp(s) ........... Inez Harrison Phone ........... (212) 666-6927 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Wamblyville Location ........... Los Angeles, California SysOp(s) ........... John Borowski Phone ........... (213) 380-8090 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Aaron's Beard BBS Location ........... Dallas, Texas SysOp(s) ........... Troy Wade Phone ........... (214) 557-2642 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Archives On-line Location ........... Dallas, Texas SysOp(s) ........... David Pellecchia Phone ........... (214) 247-6512 (14.4k baud) Phone ........... (214) 406-8394 (14.4k baud) # BBS Name ........... BBS America Location ........... Dallas, Texas SysOp(s) ........... Jay Gaines Phone ........... (214) 680-3406 (9600 baud) Phone ........... (214) 680-1451 (9600 baud) BBS Name ........... Blue Banner BBS Location ........... Rowlett, Texas SysOp(s) ........... Richard Bacon Phone ........... (214) 475-8393 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Blue Moon Location ........... Plano, Texas SysOp(s) ........... Roger Koppang Phone ........... (214) 985-1453 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Bucket Bored! Location ........... Sachse, Texas SysOp(s) ........... Tim Bellomy Phone ........... (214) 414-6913 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Chrysalis BBS Location ........... Dallas, Texas SysOp(s) ........... Garry Grosse Phone ........... (214) 690-9295 (2400 baud) Phone ........... (214) 783-5477 (9600 baud) # BBS Name ........... Collector's Edition Location ........... Dallas, Texas SysOp(s) ........... Len Hult Phone ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud) Phone ........... (214) 351-9871 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... New Age Visions Location ........... Grand Prairie, Texas SysOp(s) ........... Larry Joe Reynolds Phone ........... BBS Name ........... Old Poop's World Location ........... Dallas, Texas SysOp(s) ........... Sonny Grissom Phone ........... (214) 613-6900 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Opa's Mini-BBS (open 11pm-7am CST) Location ........... Plano, Texas SysOp(s) ........... David Marshall Phone ........... (214) 424-0153 (2400 baud) BBS Name ........... Texas Talk Location ........... Richardson, Texas SysOp(s) ........... Sunnie Blair Phone ........... (214) 497-9100 (2400 baud) # BBS Name ........... User-2-User Location ........... Dallas, Texas SysOp(s) ........... William Pendergast and Kevin Carr Phone ........... (214) 393-4768 (14.4k baud) Phone ........... (214) 393-4736 (2400 baud) BBS Name ........... Deep 13 - MST3K Location ........... Levittown, Pennsylvania SysOp(s) ........... Mike Slusher Phone ........... (215) 943-9526 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Beta Connection, The Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana SysOp(s) ........... David Reynolds Phone ........... (219) 293-6465 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Bill & Hilary's BBS Location ........... Elkhart, Indiana SysOp(s) ........... Nancy VanWormer Phone ........... (219) 295-6206 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... FTB's Passport BBS Location ........... Frederick, Maryland SysOp(s) ........... Karina Wright Phone ........... (301) 662-9134 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... The "us" Project Location ........... Wilmington, Delaware SysOp(s) ........... Walt Mateja, PhD Phone ........... (302) 529-1650 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Hole In the Wall, The Location ........... Parker, Colorado SysOp(s) ........... Mike Fergione Phone ........... (303) 841-5515 (16.8k baud) BBS Name ........... Right Angle BBS Location ........... Aurora, Colorado SysOp(s) ........... Bill Roark Phone ........... (303) 337-0219 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Ruby's Joint Location ........... Miami, Florida SysOp(s) ........... David and Del Freeman Phone ........... (305) 856-4897 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... PUB Desktop Publishing BBS, The Location ........... Chicago, Illinois SysOp(s) ........... Steve Gjondla Phone ........... (312) 767-5787 (9600 baud) BBS Name ........... O & E Online Location ........... Livoign, Michigan SysOp(s) ........... Greg Day Phone ........... (313) 591-0903 (14.4 k baud) BBS Name ........... Pegasus BBS Location ........... Owensboro, Kentucky SysOp(s) ........... Raymond Clements Phone ........... (317) 651-0234 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Puma Wildcat BBS Location ........... Alexandria, Louisiana SysOp(s) ........... Chuck McMillin Phone ........... (318) 443-1065 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Badger's "BYTE", The Location ........... Valentine, Nebraska SysOp(s) ........... Dick Roosa Phone ........... (402) 376-3120 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Megabyte Mansion, The Location ........... Omaha, Nebraska SysOp(s) ........... Todd Robbins Phone ........... (402) 551-8681 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... College Board, The Location ........... West Palm Beach, Florida SysOp(s) ........... Charles Bell Phone ........... (407) 731-1675 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Treasures Location ........... Longwood, Florida SysOp(s) ........... Jim Daly Phone ........... (407) 831-9130 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Flying Dutchman, The Location ........... San Jose, California SysOp(s) ........... Chris Von Motz Phone ........... (408) 294-3065 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Aries Knowledge Systems Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland SysOp(s) ........... Waddell Robey Phone ........... (410) 625-0109 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Doppler Base BBS Location ........... Baltimore, Maryland SysOp(s) ........... Dan Myers Phone ........... (410) 922-1352 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Port EINSTEIN Location ........... Catonsville, Maryland SysOp(s) ........... John P. Lynch Phone ........... (410) 744-4692 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Puffin's Nest, The Location ........... Pasadena, Maryland SysOp(s) ........... Dave Bealer Phone ........... (410) 437-3463 (16.8k baud) BBS Name ........... Robin's Nest BBS Location ........... Glen Burnie, Maryland SysOp(s) ........... Robin Kirkey Phone ........... (410) 766-9756 (2400 baud) BBS Name ........... Chatterbox Lounge and Hotel, The Location ........... Penn Hills, Pennsylvania SysOp(s) ........... James Robert Lunsford Phone ........... (412) 795-4454 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Signal Hill BBS Location ........... Springfield, Massachusettes SysOp(s) ........... Edwin Thompson Phone ........... (413) 782-2158 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Exec-PC Location ........... Elm Grove, Wisconsin SysOp(s) ........... Bob Mahoney Phone ........... (414) 789-4210 (2400 baud) Phone ........... (414) 789-4315 (9600 baud) Phone ........... (414) 789-4360 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... First Step BBS, The Location ........... Green Bay, Wisconsin SysOp(s) ........... Mark Phillips Phone ........... (414) 499-7471 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Lincoln's Cabin BBS Location ........... San Francisco, California SysOp(s) ........... Steve Pomerantz Phone ........... (415) 752-4490 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Uncle "D"s Discovery Location ........... Redwood City, California SysOp(s) ........... Dave Spensley Phone ........... (415) 364-3001 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... File Cabinet BBS, The Location ........... White Hall, Arkansas SysOp(s) ........... Bob Harmon Phone ........... (501) 247-1141 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Starting Gate, The Location ........... Louisville, Kentucky SysOp(s) ........... Ed Clifford Phone ........... (502) 423-9629 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Darkside BBS, The Location ........... Independence, Oregon SysOp(s) ........... Seth Able Robinson Phone ........... (503) 838-6171 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Last Byte, The Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico SysOp(s) ........... Robert Sheffield Phone ........... (505) 437-0060 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Leisure Time BBS Location ........... Alamogordo, New Mexico SysOp(s) ........... Bob Riddell Phone ........... (505) 434-6940 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Base Line BBS Location ........... Peabody, Massachusettes SysOp(s) ........... Steve Keith Phone ........... (508) 535-0446 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... High Society BBS Location ........... Beverly, Massachusettes SysOp(s) ........... Chuck Frieser Phone ........... (508) 927-3757 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... High Water Mark, The Location ........... Wareham, Massachusettes SysOp(s) ........... Joseph Leggett Phone ........... (508) 295-6557 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... PandA's Den BBS Location ........... Danvers, Massachusettes SysOp(s) ........... Patrick Rosenheim Phone ........... (508) 750-0250 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... SoftWare Creations Location ........... Clinton, Massachusettes SysOp(s) ........... Dan Linton Phone ........... (508) 368-7036 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Extreme OnLine Location ........... Spokane, Washington SysOp(s) ........... Jim Holderman Phone ........... (509) 487-5303 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Silicon Garden, The Location ........... Selden, New York SysOp(s) ........... Andy Keeves Phone ........... (516) 736-6662 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Appomattox BBS, The Location ........... New Lebanon, New York SysOp(s) ........... Dan Everette Phone ........... (518) 766-5144 (14.4k baud dual standard) BBS Name ........... Integrity Online Location ........... Schenectady, New York SysOp(s) ........... Dan Ginsburg, Jordan Feinman, Dave Garvey Phone ........... (518) 370-8758 (14.4k baud) Phone ........... (518) 370-8756 (2400 baud) BBS Name ........... Tidal Wave BBS Location ........... Altamont, New York SysOp(s) ........... Josh Perfetto Phone ........... (518) 861-6645 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Chopping Block, The Location ........... Claremont, New Hampshire SysOp(s) ........... Dana Richmond Phone ........... (603) 543-0865 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Casino Bulletin Board, The Location ........... Atlantic City, New Jersey SysOp(s) ........... Dave Schubert Phone ........... (609) 561-3377 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Revision Systems Location ........... Lawrenceville, New Jersey SysOp(s) ........... Paul Lauda Phone ........... (609) 896-3256 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Hangar 18 Location ........... Columbus, Ohio SysOp(s) ........... Bob Dunlap Phone ........... (614) 488-2314 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Channel 1 Location ........... Cambridge, Massachusettes SysOp(s) ........... Brian Miller Phone ........... (617) 354-3230 (14.4k baud) Phone ........... (617) 354-3137 (16.8k HST) # BBS Name ........... Arts Place BBS, The Location ........... Arlington, Virginia SysOp(s) ........... Ron Fitzherbert Phone ........... (703) 528-8467 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Bubba Systems One Location ........... Manassas, Virginia SysOp(s) ........... Mark Mosko Phone ........... (703) 335-1253 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Pen and Brush BBS Location ........... Burke, Virginia SysOp(s) ........... Lucia and John Chambers Phone ........... (703) 644-6730 (300-12.0k baud) Phone ........... (703) 644-5196 (14.4k baud) # BBS Name ........... Sidewayz BBS Location ........... Fairfax, Virginia SysOp(s) ........... Paul Cutrona Phone ........... (703) 352-5412 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Virginia Connection, The Location ........... Washington, District of Columbia SysOp(s) ........... Tony McClenny Phone ........... (703) 648-1841 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Vivid Images Press Syndicate Location ........... Wise, Virginia SysOp(s) ........... David Allio Phone ........... (703) 328-6915 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Imperial Palace, The Location ........... Augusta, Georiga SysOp(s) ........... Michael Deutsch Phone ........... (706) 592-1344 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Zarno Board Location ........... Martinez, Georiga SysOp(s) ........... Tim Saari Phone ........... (706) 860-7927 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Anathema Downs Location ........... Sonoma County, California SysOp(s) ........... Sadie Jane Phone ........... (707) 792-1555 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... InfoMat BBS Location ........... San Clemente, California SysOp(s) ........... Michael Gibbs Phone ........... (714) 492-8727 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Cool Baby BBS Location ........... York, Pennsylvania SysOp(s) ........... Mark Krieg Phone ........... (717) 751-0855 (19.2k baud) BBS Name ........... T&J Software BBS Location ........... Jim Thorpe, Pennsylvania SysOp(s) ........... Tom Wildoner Phone ........... (717) 325-9481 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Ice Box BBS, The Location ........... Kew Gardens Hills, New York SysOp(s) ........... Darren Klein Phone ........... (718) 793-8548 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Systemic BBS Location ........... Bronx, New York SysOp(s) ........... Mufutau Towobola Phone ........... (718) 716-6198 (14.4k baud) Phone ........... (718) 716-6341 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Paradise City BBS Location ........... St. George, Utah SysOp(s) ........... Steve & Marva Cutler Phone ........... (801) 628-4212 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Straight Board, The Location ........... Virginia Beach, Virginia SysOp(s) ........... Ray Sulich Phone ........... (804) 468-6454 (14.4k baud) Phone ........... (804) 468-6528 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... TDOR#2 Location ........... Charlottesville, Virginia SysOp(s) ........... David Short Phone ........... (804) 973-5639 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Valley BBS, The Location ........... Myakka City, Florida SysOp(s) ........... Larry Daymon Phone ........... (813) 322-2589 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Syllables Location ........... Fort Myers, Florida SysOp(s) ........... Jackie Jones Phone ........... (813) 482-5276 (14.4k baud) # BBS Name ........... Renaissance BBS Location ........... Arlington, Texas SysOp(s) ........... David Pollard Phone ........... (817) 467-7322 (9600 baud) # BBS Name ........... Second Sanctum Location ........... Arlington, Texas SysOp(s) ........... Mark Robbins Phone ........... (817) 784-1178 (2400 baud) Phone ........... (817) 784-1179 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Dream Land BBS Location ........... Destin, Florida SysOp(s) ........... Ron James Phone ........... (904) 837-2567 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Hurry No Mo BBS Location ........... Citra, Florida SysOp(s) ........... Roy Fralick Phone ........... (904) 595-5057 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Tree BBS, The Location ........... Ocala, Florida SysOp(s) ........... Frank Fowler Phone ........... (904) 732-0866 (14.4k baud) Phone ........... (904) 732-8273 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Moonbase Alpha BBS Location ........... Bahama, North Carolina SysOp(s) ........... Steven Wright Phone ........... (919) 471-4547 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Outlands, The Location ........... Ketchikan, Alaska SysOp(s) ........... Mike Gates Phone ........... (907) 247-4733 (14.4k baud) Phone ........... (907) 225-1219 (14.4k baud) Phone ........... (907) 225-1220 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Legend Graphics OnLine Location ........... Riverside, California SysOp(s) ........... Joe Marquez Phone ........... (909) 689-9229 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Locksoft BBS Location ........... San Jacinto, California SysOp(s) ........... Carl Curling Phone ........... (909) 654-LOCK (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Image Center, The Location ........... Ardsley, New York SysOp(s) ........... Larry Clive Phone ........... (914) 693-9100 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... SB Online, Inc. Location ........... Larchmont, New York SysOp(s) ........... Eric Speer Phone ........... (914) 723-4010 (14.4k baud) Canada ------ BBS Name ........... Beasley's Den Location ........... Mississauga Ontario, Canada SysOp(s) ........... Keith Gulik Phone ........... (905) 949-1587 (9600 baud) BBS Name ........... Canada Remote Systems Online Location ........... Toronto Ontario, Canada SysOp(s) ........... Rick Munro Phone ........... (416) 213-6002 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Encode Online Location ........... Orillia Ontario, Canada SysOp(s) ........... Peter Ellis Phone ........... (705) 327-7629 (14.4k baud) United Kingdom -------------- BBS Name ........... Hangar BBS, The Location ........... Avon, England, United Kingdom SysOp(s) ........... Jason Hyland Phone ........... +44-934-511751 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Pandora's Box BBS Location ........... Brookmans Park, England, United Kingdom SysOp(s) ........... Dorothy Gibbs Phone ........... +44-707-664778 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Almac BBS Location ........... Grangemouth, Scotland, United Kingdom SysOp(s) ........... Alastair McIntyre Phone ........... +44-324-665371 (14.4k baud) Finland ------- BBS Name ........... Niflheim BBS Location ........... Mariehamn, Aaland Islands, Finland SysOp(s) ........... Kurtis Lindqvist Phone ........... +358-28-17924 (16.8k baud) Phone ........... +358-28-17424 (14.4k baud) Portugal -------- BBS Name .......... Intriga Internacional Location .......... Queluz, Portugal SysOp(s) .......... Afonso Vicente Phone .......... +351-1-4352629 (16.8k baud) BBS Name .......... B-Link BBS Location .......... Lisbon, Portugal SysOp(s) .......... Antonio Jorge Phone .......... +351-1-4919755 (14.4k baud) BBS Name ........... Mailhouse Location ........... Loures, Portugal SysOp(s) ........... Carlos Santos Phone ........... +351-1-9890140 (14.4k baud) South America ------------- BBS Name ........... Message Centre, The (Open 18:00 - 06:00 local) Location ........... Itaugua, Paraguay SysOp(s) ........... Prof. Michael Slater Phone ........... +011-595-28-2154 (2400 baud) Saudi Arabia ------------ BBS Name ........... Sahara BBS Location ........... Dammam City SysOp(s) ........... Kais Al-Essa Phone ........... +966-3-833-2082 (16.8k baud) SysOp: To have *your* BBS listed here, write me via one of the many ways listed under CONTACT POINTS elsewhere in this issue. STTS Net Report Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen All rights reserved Sunlight Through The Shadows Magazine is available through FIDO, INTERNET, RIME, and PEN & BRUSH NET. Check below for information on how to request the current issue of the magazine or be put on the monthly mailing list. FIDO To get the newest issue of the magazine via FIDO, you'll need to do a file request from Fido Node 1:124/8010 using the "magic" name of SUNLIGHT. INTERNET To get the newest issue via the internet, send a message to FTPMAIL@CHRYSALIS.ORG and include as the first line in your message (or second, if the system you're using forces you to use the first for the address like) GET SUNyymm.ZIP where yymm is the current year and month. Example: This issue is sun9405.ZIP. After May 1st, the current issue will be sun9406.ZIP, and so on. Easier than that would be to request being put on the monthly mailing list. To do so, simply send a note to Joe.Derouen@Chrysalis.org asking to be put on the STTS mailing list. If you're a SysOp be sure to tell me your BBS's name, your name, your state and city, the BBS's phone number(s) and it's baud rate(s) so I can include you in the list issue's distribution list. RIME To request the magazine via RIME, ask your RIME SysOp to do a file request from node # 5320 for the current issue (eg: sun9405.ZIP, or whatever month you happen to be in) Better yet, ask your SysOp to request to be put on the monthly mailing list and receive STTS automatically. PEN & BRUSH NET To request via P&BNet, follow the instructions for RIME above. They're both ran on Postlink and operate exactly the same way in terms of file requests and transfers. I'd like to thank Garry Gross of Chrysalis BBS and David Pellecchia of Archives On-line for allowing me to access the Internet and Fido (respectively) from their systems. STTS BBS presents: Planets: The Exploration of Space(tm) Tournament . . May 15th, 1994 Entry fee: $10.00 . ù . ³ . .Grand Prize Winner awarded $25.00! . . ÄÅÄ ú ú ù ù ù ù ù ù ³ ú . . . ù ú . ù ú ú . . ù . . . . . . . . ù ù . . . . ÜÜ . ù ù ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ . . Å ú ÜÜÜßß ßÛÜÜÜ . ù ù ù ù ²±²²±²²±±° ßÛÞÞÞÞ . þþþÛÛßßÛÛÛÛß ÛßßßßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ù ù ÛÛÛÛßÛßßßßßßßßßß . . . ßßÛÜÜÜÜßÛßß .ßÜÜÜÞÝÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛß ÜÜß . ³ ú . . ßß ßÞ ÛÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÛÛÛß Üß . ÄÅÄ ú . . . . ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ³ . . . . ³ . . . ܲ²ÞßßÛÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜßÜ . ³ . . ß²²ÞÜÜÛÜÜßßßßßßÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜßßßßßßßú ³ . . ÜÜÜÜÜÜÜÜ ú ú ßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßß. ÄÄÄÅÄÄÄ ú ÛÜÜßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÜ . . . . . ú . ³ . ÛÛÛÛÛßÛÛÛÛ Û ÛÛÛÜÜ ú . . . . ³ ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜ ú . . . Sunlight Through The Shadows ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ Ü . . . (214) 620-8793 12/24/96/14.4k ÛßÛÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜßßÜÛÛÛÛÛ Üßßß ß Å . . . 24 hrs/day . ÛÜÛÛßßÛÛÛÛÛÛÜßÛÜ ÛßßßßßßÛÜ ßÜÛÜÜ ú ³ . . . . . ÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÛÛÛÛÛ ßßßÛÛÜßÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÜÜÛÛÜ . ÄÅÄ ú ú ú ú ú ÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛ ÜßÜÛÛÛÛßÜÜÜÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÛÜÛÜ ³ Å . . ú End Notes Copyright (c) 1994, Joe DeRouen All rights reserved In the weeks and months to come, STTS Magazine will be changing. I'm not exactly sure in what way and to what extent yet, but the change will happen. Why? Well, change can be a very good thing. If something stays the same long enough, it eventually withers and dies. I don't think that's happened with STTS. If anything, the magazine has continues to get better and better. But it could happen. Change is a good thing, and permits growth. In an electronic magazine, this might mean streamlining things and doing a magazine that's more theme issued. It might also mean concentrating on one particulary literary source (ie: reviews, or fiction) and shelving the "Jack of all Trades" approach. We don't know yet. It may mean something as little as adding RIP capabilities to the magazine. We'll see. How can *your* influence be heard, you might ask. How can you have a hand in this change? By filling out the survey (SURVEY.TXT) included in this issue. Answer it as completely as you can and let us know what ideas you have for the future of STTS magazine. Write us! You can make a difference. Without readers, this magazine (as well as every other magazine) has no future. Tell us what you want, and we'll do the best to give it to you. Thanks, and have a great May! Joe DeRouen, May 2nd 1994