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Stephen H. Provost is an author of paranormal adventures and historical non-fiction. “Memortality” is his debut novel on Pace Press, set for release Feb. 1, 2017.
An editor and columnist with more than 30 years of experience as a journalist, he has written on subjects as diverse as history, religion, politics and language and has served as an editor for fiction and non-fiction projects. His book “Fresno Growing Up,” a history of Fresno, California, during the postwar years, is available on Craven Street Books. His next non-fiction work, “Highway 99: The History of California’s Main Street,” is scheduled for release in June.
For the past two years, the editor has served as managing editor for an award-winning weekly, The Cambrian, and is also a columnist for The Tribune in San Luis Obispo.
He lives on the California coast with his wife, stepson and cats Tyrion Fluffybutt and Allie Twinkletail.
Ruminations and provocations.
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You all know them. You may wish you didn’t. Or that they’d go away — I know I sure do. I don’t wish them any ill (most of them, anyway). I just wish they’d retire from public life because they’re more annoying than a piece of popcorn stuck in your teeth and more overexposed than a roll of film (you remember those) that’s been left in the sun all summer. In Alaska.
Read MoreBottom line: Nobody likes how Facebook handles things, and a lot of people would love to change it, but they’re basically held hostage because the platform is the only one to offer access to billions of users. And one person (Zuckerberg) dictates how that platform is run. If Facebook were a country, it would be the largest dictatorship in the world.
Read MoreSo many things about the world today seem nonsensical. They seem antithetical to what I thought I’d figured out about the human nature. It turns out I don’t know as much as I think I did, which is too bad, because the stuff I thought I knew was a lot more encouraging than what I’m finding out. Here’s what I don’t understand.
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