I remember the first case I worked on my own.
Janice Stein was a mess. She looked about ten years older than she was. Her graying hair was tangled in a bun and she wore a pastel pink pajama top with a pair of holy blue jeans. Her yellow finger tips clung hard onto a cigarette and her leg was nervously bobbing causing the smoke to create a curtain across her face. Her blue eyes were watered down and red Continue reading Dawn by C.R. Fausset
My friends and colleagues ask me how I landed the exclusive one on one interview of a lifetime. Did I score him the best coke he’s ever snorted? I don’t have a dealer, I don’t score coke. I did not beg, kiss ass, give up my first born, nor did I have to meet the devil at the crossroads to get facetime with Alister Horton, AKA “Aggs Notorious” As it turns out, yours Continue reading The Last Of The Rock Stars by John McNeeley
Scarborough, 1981, hot and sunny, the first place I visited as a Mod on my scooter. A classic Vespa. I saved up the money from my first job as a YTS dogsbody. Took me months and that was after my Mum slipped me some extra. John, Continue reading A Town Called Malice by Nick Quantrill
The characters in the book were an echo of eyes in stray fluttering fear. The forlorn grandeur of the seedlings and destiny in spring rebirth, covered by an array of moldering leaves conveyed the superstition that Black Ray worried about. The Continue reading The Book In Shadow by Ron Koppleberger
For those not in the know, what is generally called a 40 in The States is a 40-ounce malt liquor beverage with high alcohol content. They are usually very inexpensive and consumed for their potency rather than their flavor. 40s are available in nearly all convenience and grocery stores in New Orleans and can be consumed on the street any time of Continue reading Morning 40 Federation, a short film by Kristin Fouquet
By Paul D Brazill
This what his bio says:
‘Josh Stallings is your average ex-criminal, ex-taxi driver, ex-club bouncer, film making, script writing, movie Continue reading I Didn’t Say That, Did I ?: Josh Stallings Goes Up To Eleven! He really, really does!
By Richard Godwin
Emmanuel woke and looked at himself in the mirror.
He looked at his thick lustrous black hair and the manner of his face and considered he would lure women to the farm.
That he would craft their sexual tapestry with his lust and bring them to heat.
It was the weirdest job I’d ever taken. No double-crossed thugs, no unpaid loan sharks, nary a cheating spouse to be seen. Just a creepy loner who needed a bullet to the skull before he could push into motion a sick plan to make the world a lonelier place.
In the space of a single heartbeat, I am transported from a deep REM sleep to sitting upright in bed, wide awake… heart thudding in my chest… hands reaching out… fingers clutching… trying to grasp a remnant of the dream before it is gone. Too late… again… only a few tiny shards left on the floor of my consciousness, waiting to be deciphered, puzzled into something coherent.
Mirabelle regarded Ralph’s twitchy proboscis. Continue reading Calico Mirabelle by K.J. Hannah Greenberg
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