R. D. Robbins was born in a small town in upstate New York, where he owned a red bicycle.
At Harvard College, he was on the Editorial Board of Harvard Yearbook Publications, which published the Harvard Yearbook, the Radcliffe Yearbook, and "Cambridge 38," a magazine. In medical school, he was Editor-in-Chief of the yearbook.
His fiction has been accepted for publication by, or has appeared in:
Happy Slipstream Snow Monkey Virginia Adversaria Algonquin Roundtable Review 96 inc. Yellow Sticky Notes LEAPINGS Literary Magazine Enigma Barbaric Yawp Samsara Black Petals Futures Magazine Liquid Ohio Penny-A-Liner Raskolnikov's Cellar Heist! The Armchair Aesthete Trail's End Up Dare? Roughneck Review The Nocturnal Lyric Blood Moon Rising Blood Samples No Experience Required Stitches Abstracts Redsine Rambunctious Review Buzzwords Literary Newsletter Yellow Bat Review Bibliophilos The Rockford Review Elements Magazine Between Kisses Newsletter Rhapsoidia Magazine Hadrosaur Tales Dark Angel Rising Maelstrom Vermont Ink In the Outposts of Beyond Roadworks Lynx Eye Starbright Aiofe's Kiss Permutations
His poetry has been accepted for publication by, or has appeared in:
Up Dare? Enigma Glyph Raven Electrick Macabre Buzzwords Literary Newsletter
Awards:
He has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize.
He has been nominated for the first annual James B. Baker Award for Genre Fiction 2002 in the Best Short Story Category.
He has published numerous scientific and medical articles in peer reviewed journals.
Memberships:
Associate Member of The Dramatists Guild of America
Member of The Rockford Writers' Guild
Things To Ponder:
"Three o'clock is always too late or too early for anything you want to do."
Jean Paul Sartre
"Whoever fights monsters should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster. And when you look long into an abyss, the abyss also looks into you."
Friedrich Nietzsche
"Anyone who cannot come to terms with his life while he is alive needs one hand to ward off, a little, his despair over his fate . . . but with his other hand he can note down what he sees among the ruins."
Franz Kafka
"A full tank of gas, car just washed, no place I have to go. Life is good."
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