“You got to know who to insult: You can insult the barman, you can insult the waitresses with their see-through mini-skirts, you can insult the whole god damn band, on their god damn stage, with their god damn instruments —… Continue Reading
“You look like you are down on your luck.” The voice came from a baggy-faced man. Kind of guy you’d call noir and brooding. “Might say that, mon ami,” I answered. We watched the croupier rake my last five dollars… Continue Reading
Hollywood has come to Borris-on-Ossary. And it’s all because of mammy. Might as well start at the beginning, ‘twas the strangest occurrence that happened for donkey’s years. Sometime in June 1997 Vito Provolone drove into town. There I was minding… Continue Reading
Marcus leaned back against the BMW’s door and exhaled smoke into the night sky. His jacket lay inside on the passenger seat and the sleeves of his white dress shirt were rolled up in the heat, but his tie was… Continue Reading
“You are afraid,” the fortune teller told Anthony Torelli. She dressed like a gypsy, and her heavy-lidded eyes seemed to gleam with dark secrets. “I know that.” Sweat dripped inside his shirt. “I want to know why.” The air in… Continue Reading
Tim fled from his afternoon nightmares to answer the insistent clamoring of the telephone. He tucked the receiver between the sweat-soaked pillow and his ear. “Yeah?” he mumbled. Godliness with contentment is great gain / those who desire to be… Continue Reading
Masterson was getting bored. If it wasn’t for the fact that the guy was producing the highest quality recreational pharmaceuticals in the Northern hemisphere, he wouldn’t have given him the time of day. “Look,” he said. “Stop fannying around. If… Continue Reading
1. The men without faces came for his father just after dinnertime. There were two of them. They broke down the apartment door and stormed inside. His mother screamed, dropped her glass. It shattered on the floor. His father tried… Continue Reading