Christopher Hodgson
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Author/Philosopher: #history #politics #law #ethics Harvard Political Philosophy✒
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When Lightning Stops Striking
Marcus Holloway was born on Friday the 13th during a solar eclipse, and somehow the universe never let him forget it. At three months old, he'd been the only baby in the maternity ward to catch chicken pox. At five, he was the kid who found the one rotten egg during the Easter hunt. By twelve, he'd set three Guinness World Records for "most consecutive lottery tickets without winning," "most job rejections in a single day," and "most times struck by bird droppings in one afternoon."
By Christopher Hodgson4 months ago in Fiction
Review of Double Shift: By Riley Cross
As someone who studies the intersection of psychology and human behavior, I’m always drawn to stories that authentically explore the psychological complexity of difficult decisions. The contemporary romance novel “Blackwood Bears” (while fictional) offers a surprisingly nuanced examination of how young adults navigate competing desires, family dynamics, and personal identity formation under intense pressure.
By Christopher Hodgson4 months ago in BookClub
Midnight Sun
In the heart of the city that never sleeps, there existed a man who knew the night intimately. Ethan's life was a dance with insomnia, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts that refused to let him rest. Night after night, he wandered the streets, seeking solace in the quiet solitude of the early hours.
By Christopher Hodgson2 years ago in Fiction
Sinners Delight
When I was about 13 I would often go on nightly strolls near the small river and skip rocks by my house in New Orleans. I did this about two or three times a week considering that there was not much else for kids my age to do for fun in my town. My mother usually had to join me on these little adventures but sometimes if not too late I was allowed to go alone. On one of these solo trips that I took started off like any other ordinary night by the river. I started shuffling through my pocket until I found my collection of small rocks. I filled my hand up until it was full and began rubbing my finger through the pebbles looking for the smoothest ones. My mother taught me what to look for when trying to find the best rocks for skipping. It must be smooth with sharp edges and fit in the palm of your hand.
By Christopher Hodgson4 years ago in Horror
The Untold Atrocity That Happened to Rosemary Kennedy
At the age of just 23, the beautiful Rosemary Kennedy and sister to then-President JFK would disappear from society. At the time there was very little known or published about the disappearance because it was a secret trying to be covered up by the family mainly the father.
By Christopher Hodgson4 years ago in Criminal
