Vic FortezzaMy near 25-year run at the New York Mercantile Exchange has come to an end, which allows me to concentrate on writing full-time. If you live in Brooklyn, you may spot me, hawking my novels on the street in Park Slope on 7th between 5th & 6th, on Kings Hwy and E. 15th, Av. U & E.15th, Bay Parkway & 86th, and near the Sheepshead Bay Road train station. Stop by. I'm not as scary as I may look.Interests and Hobbies: Golf & guitar, equally inept at each. |
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- Colors of the Day
- Layers
- Numb and Number
- Hip Hop
- Pristine
- Mystery by the Bay
- Panorama
- Just a Joke
- Actor-Activist
- Threes
- Trade-offs
- Songs Hard To Like, Easy To Admire
- Homecoming
- Fall
- Rude Awakening
- Triple Witching Hour
- One Billionth of a Lifetime
- Appearances
- Brutality and Vulgarity in Entertainment
- Liberal Artists, Conservative Consumers
- Numbers
- The Greatest Writer Who Ever Lived - and Other Thoughts
- In Defense of Hypocrisy
- Strain
- His Destiny
- Ode to a "Villain"
- Chaos in Alphabet City
- Killing - An Excerpt from the New Novel by Vic Fortezza
- Brief Look at the Stream of Conscious of a Middle Aged Man
- This Year's Genius
- Rain and Rhubarb
- Aftershocks Near Ground Zero
- Philosophy and Religion in Rock: Sound and Fury Signifying Something
- Fear
- Mafia Fiction and its Detractors
- It Pay$ to Learn
- Tribute To a Classic
- Dumb
- Introduction to Giants
- Short Riff on Some Pet Peeves
- Network 2015
- Self-Publishing - One Man's Experience
- Daniel in a Den of Liberalism
- Unplayed Melodies