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Friday, May 27, 2016

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What about the author?    John L. Harmon is a visually-impaired, queer indie author/blogger currently residing left of center in a quiet town in the middle of the U.S.  He lost a chunk of vision in late 2016 and it felt like his world was ending.  However, he wasn’t quite ready to let it end.  Through wearing Mad Scientist Glasses, utilizing technology and just not knowing what else to do, John found his way back to writing, enjoying television & films and even “reading” physical books again. When he is not obsessively watching the films of Andy Milligan, reading or writing, John can be found getting wet at a local diner and dealing with feline shenanigans.
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