Note To Readers: Website Down
  • Both my websites have been behaving glitchy for weeks, and then yesterday (or perhaps the night before) they both went down: offline completely.

    I wasn’t aware of the problem for several hours, until a friend wrote and asked me if I knew The Journal Pulp was offline. I spent most of last night and all this morning trying to fix the problem. It wasn’t easy — primarily because I don’t know what I’m doing — but I believe I finally got her figured out. Nameservers, DNS records, hosting, change of servers, blah-blah-blah-blah…

    I thank you obsequiously for checking-in with me, and please never doubt that I am eternally grateful for your readership and never take it for granted.


    March 18th, 2020 | journalpulp | No Comments | Tags: ,

About The Author

I was born and raised in the San Juan Mountains of southwestern Colorado. I've worked as a short-order cook, construction laborer, crab fisherman, janitor, bartender, pedi-cab driver, copyeditor, and more. I've written and ghostwritten several published books and articles, but no matter where I've gone or what I've done to earn my living, there's always been literature and learning as the constant in my life.

Leave a Reply

* Name, Email, and Comment are Required