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AuthorJim Flynn is a humorist, writer and novelist. He is available for speaking engagements. To contact email: [email protected] Archives
December 2025
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Reader Outrage?...Better Than Apathy7/21/2025  📚 Dead Men Don’t Cash Checks: Now With 100% Less Rage-Inducing Cliffhanger! Some of you--okay, most of you—have expressed your deep disappointment with the way Dead Men Don’t Cash Checks ended. Words like “cliffhanger,” “betrayal,” and “what the hell, Jim?” were thrown around freely. I heard you. I even reread the ending. I got mad at myself. So here’s what I’ve done. I’ve combined Dead Men Don’t Cash Checks with the new sequel into one full-length, no-loose-ends, hang-on-to-your-hats thriller. The title is a work in progress, but Book One and Book Two will be together in one volume. And thanks to Amazon’s new pricing model, I can offer the whole enchilada at a better price. Imagine that. A financial win and narrative closure. It’s like I remembered I used to be a money manager or something. If you already bought the original? I owe you, loyal reader. Well, I am still finishing Part Two. Thank you for reading, yelling, and caring enough to want more. Your slightly shamed author, Jim Flynn Meanwhile, please click to go to Amazon for a look at : Paperback Writer: Now Appearing at Bingo Night 
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 It's Here! My New Humor Book Is Now Live on Amazon
Ripped from Today's Headlines Expose of Writing, Bingo Night, The Crayon Conspiracy, and Why It Won't Matter Because Artificial Intelligence is Going to Get All of Us. And It's Illustrated. For Those of You Who Mostly Pretend to Read, or Who Like Adult Coloring Books. Start with the Picture of Olga, your New Eastern European Girl Friend and Writing Coach. Well, I’ve done it again. I’ve written another book instead of retiring gracefully or learning to play pickleball. Paperback Writer: Now Appearing at Bingo Night is officially available on Amazon—in paperback, ebook, and (soon) as an audiobook narrated by yours truly, assuming I can get through it without laughing at my own jokes. This book is part stand-up act, part memoir, and part therapy session for anyone who’s ever tried to write a novel and wondered, “Why am I doing this to myself?” It’s about selling out, giving up, starting over, and finding humor while ignoring the upcoming demise of humanity at the hands of Artificial Intelligence.. There's also a suitable-for-coloring illustration of a Dog Who Resembles Larry The Cable Guy. If you've read my other books, you'll recognize the usual suspects: sarcasm, crayon references, the threat of AI, and occasional wisdom disguised as punchlines. If you're new here—welcome to the circus. The book is priced at $7.99. The ebook is 2.99. What can I say, Amazon changed its pricing structure. I get it—$7.99 feels like a lot in a world where people expect free two-day shipping, free streaming, and free entertainment delivered directly into their eyeballs. But here’s the thing: Paperback Writer wasn’t spit out by a content farm in Belarus. I actually wrote it. Thought about it. Edited it. Added jokes. Added illustrations. Then fought with formatting software for days until it stopped eating my margins. You’re not just buying a book—you’re supporting the delusional dream of a semi-retired wiseass trying to make sense of the world with crayons and sarcasm. So yeah. I think it’s worth eight bucks. You can grab your copy right here on Amazon. I'd be honored (and be able to afford having that check engine light looked at) if you checked it out, left a review, or just forwarded it to someone who still has the attention span to read a little bit. Thanks for sticking with me. See you at Bingo. Here's that link again, in case you missed it one paragraph ago. Buy today, before the robots take over. link: www.amazon.com/dp/B0FHWMRTQ2
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 The illustration above is from my upcoming book, Paperback Writer: Now Appearing at Bingo Night. It shows what I imagined my life would look like after publishing my first book. It hasn’t quite worked out that way… yet. Looking at the picture, my mind wandered to that cringe-worthy 1980s TV show: Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous, hosted by Robin Leach. Remember him? I did some research. Mr. Leach is no longer with us. And while I try not to wish ill on anyone, I do hope his final years involved dining in soup kitchens… hold the champagne and caviar, maybe an extra helping of gruel. Thanks to the wonder of the internet, I watched clips of the show. I'm not making up any of this. Robin had a rare talent—he could describe things like this with a straight face and call it “understated elegance”:
Coming soon… 
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Eavesdropping on Shakespeare7/5/2025  Well, don’t I sound highfalutin’. Look, I’m not trying to write like Shakespeare. I just wanted to get your attention before you wandered off to rewatch “Yellowstone” or compare Medicare Advantage plans. What I do want to talk about—briefly, before we all fall asleep—is something I call The Writing Industrial Complex. Anyway, this all started when a buddy called me to brag that he fixed his golf swing. He was at the driving range, hitting balls like he was trying to kill a gopher… Then he noticed the woman in the next stall was getting a lesson from a pro. So he did what any budget-conscious athlete would do: He quietly eavesdropped—and copied everything the pro told her. Problem solved. Now, I’m not saying this is ethical. But it’s efficient. And honestly? That’s how I’ve learned a lot about writing. I listen to the smart people next to me, try not to make eye contact, and use what works. But here’s where it gets weird: There’s a whole industry of people who want to “help you become a writer”… for a mere $3,295. That’s right—you, too, can learn how to become a successful author from someone who has never actually been one. Serious note: if you want to write, read Steven Pressfield's The War of Art, Stephen King's On Writing, listen to Joanna Penn's podcast—people who’ve done the thing and are generous enough to talk about it. But then there are the others. The ones who sell you “10 Steps to Bestsellerdom,” and somehow none of those steps include “Write a good book.” I haven’t fallen for one of these schemes. But I do get the emails. And I’ve talked to people who have. They came away with a new appreciation for the word “nonrefundable.” Here’s my point: You can learn to write better without maxing out a credit card. Read stuff. Try things. Eavesdrop a little. I talk about this kind of stuff—and the upcoming AI apocalypse, Bingo Night at the nursing home, what we can learn from the worst film director in history—in my upcoming: Paperback Writer: Now Appearing At Bingo Night. It’s got jokes, coloring pages, and hints on choosing an android companion. I’ll let you know when it’s out. Spoiler Alert: One of my solutions to current problems involves Larry The Cable Guy. |
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