Joseph Dooley Fiction

It was January 2018. I'd been sitting on the idea for Tendrils to the Moon for a year. The divided reactions to The Last Jedi sent up ...

This one's for the nerds. Corporate media's fear porn about a "wobble" in the Moon's orbit exacerbating sea level r...

Richard Branson has always been a daredevil. His sailing and ballooning adventures have been ingrained in the public consciousness for so lo...

"Today it's shocking to see [planetary romance] delivered with not even a hint of snark or irony." –Jeffro Johnson, Appendix N...

Not a day goes by without a corporate-sponsored artist publicly spitting on his forebears, maligning swaths of his audience for imagined sl...

Today I was hoping to bring you a review of Alexander Hellene's The Last Ancestor , but that'll have to wait because I'm not fin...

I've written in this space before how Die Hard works as a meta-level defense of the masculine American hero, with its tacit ridicule of...