Wiling away the Corona Quarantine one author ponders the path forward for marketing his content creation.
Jackson is possibly the squarest mark in Harlem. He’s been shacking up with a woman from down south named Imabelle, a painted lady with red nail polish, swishing hips, and breasts worth the effort. She introduced him to a couple of guys who have special paper that allows them to raise ten dollar bills to … Continue reading A Rage in Harlem
A discussion of Chester Himes, OG of black crime fiction, and his detective series set in Harlem.
Michael Connelly collects 19 stories about cops, mostly well told, and more about the people--both cop and robber--than the chase. Four star review.
Blackjack by Andrew Vachss. Cross is a mercenary. He works for the money. If you pay him he'll get the job done. But if the other side decides to pay him more he'll get that job done too. Thus his name, Cross. He rolls with a squad of misfits and extremists who he's collected over … Continue reading When Motivated Mercenaries Meet Mass Murder
Crime Stories by J.A. Konrath. I'm a member of the #WritingCommunity on Twitter. There we learn to support fellow writers and give positive reviews whenever possible. It's supportive and inclusive and welcoming. It's a great place to be a writer. Unfortunately, not even that training can cause me to give this collection of short stories … Continue reading A Sense of Humor So Bad It’s Criminal
He sat across the table from me, his appearance since I was gone in the bathroom a shock. It was obvious he came to speak to the local sexpats who had taken up residence at the table next to mine, but the half bottle of Khmer labeled booze—brown more than honey—the missing tooth, and the … Continue reading When the Crime Fiction Author Met the Criminal
Crime novelist Ross MacDonald wrote one of the most highly acclaimed detective series in American literature. I just read The Chill. Here're my thoughts on the matter.
The Kill-Off by Jim Thompson. Luane Devore is from wealth, though in the years since she came into her inheritance she's squandered it. Only the house remains in which she lays in bed wasting away with an unnamed illness. To fill her days she sleeps and tells lies. Using her phone she gossips around town … Continue reading Femme Fatale or Femme Mort?
I'm in the process of re-framing my writing. While most of my writing has an element of criminality about it, I have yet to come to a solid realization of crime writing. Most of my stories could be framed as crime novels, though not necessarily pulp or noir. There are the historical exceptions, but even … Continue reading Committing a Criminal Shift