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Books: Eclectic story collection Pseudo Stars out now!

The Hopeless Romantic - A true story plus Video

The Hopeless Romantic

A man journeys through the wild bush, contemplating his life and his lost loves.
Based on a real walk, with reflections on actual people and events. Autobiographical.

My photograph - Wild bush in the Blue Mountains

While I took this walk in a fairly wild area (no tourist trail), I took video and photographs. I have incorporated all of them into this project. It didn't start off as a project. It developed into one. The walk, the journey, the emotions, all came first. It's quite personal. I hope it has some meaning for you as it obviously did for me.

The story was written very soon after and the video I finally put together recently.

You can watch the video first or story first. Any order you like. I do recommend both for full understanding.

You can download the story for free here.

The full address is...

More Videos

Coming soon,

A Four Part Prose Poem inspired by Dante's Inferno

She disappeared - Famous After Death #14 - Barbara Newhall Follett

Aged 12

Famous After Death

Barbara Newhall Follett

Believe it or not, Barbara was already famous by the age of 12. 

She had written (with the help of her father), the novel, The House Without Windows. This in itself was a little ironic as it was her mother who was the writer, Helen Thomas Follet, a children's writer. Her father was a critic and editor.

It's who you know, of course, and the book was published to great acclaim in 1927. She would follow it up with her second novel, The Voyage of Norman D. based on personal experiences on a schooner. Barbara had been home schooled and had quite the different life to many. Despite the somewhat privileged upbringing and early fame, she would never know such success again.


In fact, few would know her name today. Perhaps her story doesn't belong amongst this series, yet her personal story is quite unique and is sure to surface again at some point in the future, perhaps in a biopic. She may have known fame but perhaps what came later, overshadowed her brief time in the spotlight.

Before we get to the mystery, a last word on her writing. She did continue to write. Several more manuscripts were written but would not see another publication in her lifetime. Her nephew has made one available for free online at

The Mystery

Things fell apart when her father left her mother for another woman. She was devastated. Her family fell apart, and then the Great Depression hit. Literary careers had to take a back seat as Barbara went out to work as a secretary in New York. She married while still a teenager. They were not poor and traveled throughout Europe. The early years were happy ones.

Last known photograph

Inevitably there were problems. By her mid twenties, Barbara believed her husband was being unfaithful. She became depressed. In 1939, after an argument, she stormed out and was never seen again.
According to her husband Nickerson Rogers, that is. He didn't report her missing for two weeks. The police didn't put out a bulletin for four months.

What really happened? One can surmise. But we'll never know. Her mother certainly believed that Nickerson was at fault. She wanted the police to investigate him but this was already thirteen years after her disappearance. She believed to her death that Barbara's husband was responsible. 
The media weren't made aware until the mid 60's, 25 years after the event.  Officially, it's still a mystery. 

You can download her first famous book here for free

A first glance - New Limited Edition

Allowing a love to die is not murder

She had the house, the car
Even a space for the shoes
But not the relationship she needed.


Entire libraries sit unread
While cat photos litter the perception
And blood petals peel from the heart.

Early Cover Version

A new Limited Edition book of meditations on love and loss.
Many based on real people and events.
by Anthony J. Langford

Coming soon, from Attrila Books


The Hopeless Romantic

A short story available soon, as a downloadable pdf on

Stay tuned! er, scrolling! er, finger poised! (what's the modern equivalent?)

Until then,
May the Gods bring Peace upon you. If not, cash.

Bruce Willis, what on Earth were you thinking?

Bruce Willis. One word. Why man?

Believe it or not, the original star of the Die Hard franchise is back for another round. 
Yep, with a recent shoulder reconstruction, two hip replacements, a knee reconstruction and a butt lift, 73-year-old Bruce Willis is back to take on the Bad Guys once more.

Cool artwork by Neil Davies
Films don't age - People Do.

 1987 - Note the hair

  Now - Note the forehead. Nothing's changed

Die Franchise, Die

The new film was originally titled, Die Slower, Dance with Dementia, but was deemed too politically incorrect. Then it was going to be called Die Hard, Take the Blue Pill aka Die Stiff. Again, the producers did not find it funny. Mr. Willis assured them, his impotency is no laughing matter.

Mr. Willis suggested a brand-new trilogy set in and around a Nursing Home, dealing with unscrupulous operators. Bruce takes them to the cleaners, with a little help from his friends.
Larry David had already done something similar in an earlier season of Curb Your Enthusiasm, and threatened to sue. (Ironically, Larry has been mistaken for Bruce and vice versa.) The idea had to be scrapped.

Larry David - Not Happy Brucey

'That' Curb Your Enthusiasm episode

Currently, the franchise is in title limbo, with Movie site imdb simply calling it McClane, while they work out how to make an old man macho while not taking themselves too seriously. Otherwise they would look like a bunch of twats, expecting us to believe that Bruce Willis could seriously injure a dosed up dachshund, let alone a burly bunch of drug dealing hitmen.

Will Die HardOn ever see the light of day, or will Bruce kick the bucket first?

Either way, Bruce won’t retire until they take his title, and his cane, Charlton Heston style, out of his ‘cold dead hands.’ They might not have to wait long.

In Hollywould, this is A.J. Langford recording.
(How much are those blue pills anyway?)

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