Tag: literature
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The President’s Peace by Todd French
It’s grueling (the wait and see) and we are hoping, walking onPins and needles like an Egyptian plover in the crocodile’sJaws, picking food from the teeth. Will it stand? For a day,An hour, minutes: what I know in spite of Scripture, is thatRight now, we are past the bare minimum of anthropoid andThe terrorists are…
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Bestseller: American First Magazine’s first print edition is a success!
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Our wonderful first print edition has reached #1 in Photography History New Releases on Amazon. Thanks to everyone who has supported us, and to anyone who helps spread the word. Conservative art and literature now have a place. We are just getting started! God bless America and its hardworking Americans.
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Our first print issue is now available!
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Filled with writing and art that herald’s our cultural values, American First Magazine is here to entertain. No wokeism. No leftist preaching. No transgender eggplant stories. Just pure American content that represents the sane majority, who are growing not so silent any more. Grab a copy for your coffee table. Put one in your spouse’s…
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Enter our Short Story writing contest!
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Annual Writing Competition The American First short story competition is open to entries from August 1st – August 31st (For the love of EVERYTHING, please don’t submit for this contest until August haha). Genres don’t matter so long as the work comes from you and only you. Nonfiction or fiction will be accepted, just so long as…
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“California Conquered What the Krauts Couldn’t” by Todd Anderson
Boot camp was a bitch in heat. The young man with interrupted college had matriculated enough units while at Rutgers, and more importantly, had stripped down and reassembled his M1 under immediate duress from his D.I. in impressive enough time so that he entered the war a second lieutenant. Suddenly, he found himself a second-wave…
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Coming Home by Paul Clayton
Jack sat at the kitchen table, sipping his morning coffee. For months he’d been struggling. A week earlier he had called his brother, Dan. Dan was married, really married. He couldn’t decide what cut of beef to buy without consulting Marge. Jack hadn’t complained about his aloneness, merely mentioned it in passing, like talk of…
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