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“Greg Swann has insights into emotion on levels that really make you think. He can pluck that one annoying gray hair with pinpoint accuracy. He is a philosopher of sorts and he says and does what philosophers do. He shakes you to the bone, bumps your cup and lets you see what spills out. You see what you see and he sees what he sees. I’ll bet they are dramatically similar and extraordinarily different.” –Jeff PriceMy favorite job title is Poet. Why? No license, no union, no credentialism. If you can learn, you will. If you can't, you won't waste my time. I grow regardless.
I’m not like you. That’s why you should listen to me. I’m in an empathy of opposites with everyone: All they see are reasons to complain, when all I want to do is dance. I know why we are the way we are and how we can learn to do better with each other – making everything better.
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A 100% FREE collection of some of the best of the Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie stories. You will want to read all of my books, but here is a cost-free way to get started.Buy my books at Amazon.com
Dusty
An elegy of hope and love.
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Traindancing
Bedtime stories for your inner child from The Mall of Misfit Families.
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Las Vegas Redemption
Pastor Trey Coyle and the reincarnation of Sarno’s Ghost.
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Shyly’s delight
Work, play and love like a Labrador.
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Nine empathies
Apprehending love and malice.
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Father’s Day
More Married. More Husband.
More Father. More Man.
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Loving Cathleen
A Love To Live Up To
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Sun City
Loved ones die. Life goes on.
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Losing Slowly
How Las Vegas lost its mojo – and how to get it back
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Christmas at the speed of life...
Ramblin' Gamblin' Willie's Christmas stories
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The Unfallen
A love story
Print | KindleMy other writing isn't collected in one place, but here's a shopping list for finding the best of it:
- Greg Swann writes – fiction and early essays.
- PresenceOfMind.net – a weblog I maintained in the early years of the new millenium.
- BloodhoundBlog – a national real estate weblog I started and contribute to. Much of the content there will be real estate related, but everything I write is focused on the self, and this is best represented in the longer essays.
- SplendorQuest.com – a weblog devoted to celebrating the uniquely human life.
Category Archives: This is Vegas
Surfing The Deuce with Sarno’s Ghost.
Want to hear some juicy Vegas gossip? The Grace on the left had a boob-job. Extracted from the Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie book Losing Slowly, available at Amazon.com. I have great ideas. You have money. We should trade. A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ … Continue reading →
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This is Vegas: Working up the courage to take in the most gawk-worthy spectacle on earth.
I bought my wife a gift, that’s what happened. Huge, momentous story, right? This is the Willie world: I don’t go to your church. If you want twelve dead bodies a page, with the bad guys flossing their teeth with … Continue reading →
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Who really put the paradise in Las Vegas? Don’t ask…
CityCenter is the perfection of Paradise, and the Aria is the perfection of perfection, everything that any casino hotel resort could be if it were conceived by a genius and built to his exacting demands — price no object.Extracted from … Continue reading →
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Liar’s Poker: You can’t win in Vegas – or anywhere – until you know what you’re playing for.
“You want to win. I could be more circumspect, but I’m trying to be respectful of your time. You want the win, and this is how Poker tournaments get decided at the end, by chop. If you insist we go … Continue reading →
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How the Rape of the Sabine Women helped me sue for peace and racial harmony.
“Do you get the point of the story? It’s about exogamy — out-marriage. When a black man marries a white woman, or the other way around, two families that may once have hated each other are now united by their … Continue reading →
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Christmas in Las Vegas with Kim Jong-un.
“You adorn your body with comical uniforms and undeserved medals, and you plaster your name with ridiculous titles, all to make up for your fundamental emptiness. You live your life as the empty puppet of an empty doctrine, and everyone … Continue reading →
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Famous In Vegas Only: A peek inside the head of a Headliner.
Extracted from the Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie book Losing Slowly, available at Amazon.com. I have great ideas. You have money. We should trade.A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Las Vegas, July 23, 2013 Who expects to see a Headliner at McDonald’s? Nobody, … Continue reading →
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“Jihad, Las Vegas!”
“Vegas eats everything. It devours everything it sees, and its end-product is just more Vegas. Was there a desert here? Vegas ate it. A river? Vegas ate that, too. Cowboys, miners, missionary Mormons in their Sunday best? Vegas ate them … Continue reading →
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Feeling lucky in Las Vegas? That’s the kind of optimism that built this town.
“I got that beat,” said The Stickman. “We had this Barney, nothing but purple chips, and he would not come off of hard-eight. Lose, lose, lose, bitch, bitch, bitch, but he just keeps coming back at it. He goes, ‘I … Continue reading →
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How a simply gorgeous woman took the prize at The World Series of Poker.
“It’s funny, isn’t it?” I said that, without quite making eye contact with her. “Over on The Strip, all the single women are wandering around the casinos and the clubs looking for guys. And over here, all the guys are … Continue reading →
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Random observations on the Sin City scene.
I haven’t been to Las Vegas for six years, and a lot has changed. There are things I am specifically watching for — Vegas is so much like Phoenix that it’s very instructive to do-the-deltas, to focus on the radical … Continue reading →
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Scouring the streets of Sin City looking for the itinerant raconteur of my youth.
The view from my fleabag.A Ramblin’ Gamblin’ Willie story Let’s hit the road, toads. Home loves me, and, surprisingly enough, I love it, but I’ve been chained to a dog for ten years, and it’s time for me to put … Continue reading →