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Michael Barnett
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RT @planomike 3-yr-old Mike tries to poison his younger brother, then strangle him, then 'Eden Fading' #ASMSG
RT @planomike 'When Earthlings Weep'. Can the earth be saved? #ASMSG
He hits from both sides of the plate. He's amphibious. ~Yogi Berra
RT @planomike COVER REVEAL for EDEN FADING by Blue Harvest Creative. A wonderful job! #ASMSG
He hasn't an enemy in the world, and none of his friends like him. - Oscar Wilde
He had occasional flashes of silence that made his conversation perfectly delightful. ~Sydney Smith
He carried his childhood like a hurt warm bird held to his middle-aged breast. ~Herbert Gold
RT @planomike WHEN EARTHLINGS WEEP Rated #1 on Goodreads list ‘Dystopian Book List’ #ASMSG
RT @planomike Young & innocent is Mike. He tries to kill his younger brother...again and again. 'Eden Fading' #ASMSG
He asked me if I knew what time it was. I said, "Yes, but not right now." ~Steven Wright
RT @planomike Book 2 Buzz peeks into the mind of the author of WHEN EARTHLINGS WEEP!! See it here!! #ASMSG
Ham and eggs: A day's work for a chicken, a lifetime commitment for a pig.
Haikus are easy. But sometimes they don't make sense. Refrigerator.
RT @planomike Discover if we can save the world from a single monstrous man 'WHEN EARTHLINGS WEEP' #ASMSG
"I am that I am" ~God. "I think, therefore I am“ ~Decartes. "I know you are, but what am I?" ~Peewee Herman
RT @planomike EDEN FADING Just Released! Can Jerry be saved from his brother Mike? #ASMSG
RT @planomike A WORLD OF WORLDS - free collection of Sci Fi short stories, from the great authors of ASMSG! #ASMSG
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RT @planomike COVER REVEAL for EDEN FADING by Blue Harvest Creative. A wonderful job! #ASMSG
RT @planomike “and an engaging plot that had some pretty crazy twists” ‘WHEN EARTHLINGS WEEP’ #ASMSG
Good artists exist simply in what they make, and consequently are perfectly uninteresting in what they are. - Oscar Wilde