Monday 31 July 2017



It's a bad idea for a drug courier on the job to pick up a woman in a roadside bar. Cyril learns this lesson when the sultry-voiced girl he brings back to his motel room holds him up at gunpoint. But Willow isn't the only one after the goods. A fast talking sex-offender and his oversized neighbor are also on the trail, as is Cyril's sinister brother, Duane. Willow and Cyril soon form an uneasy alliance based on necessity, lust, and the desire for a quick payday. But with so many dangerous players giving chase, will they nab their package? If you like Tim Dorsey, Laurence Shames, and Carl Hiaasen, The Carrier will be right up your alley!

Another one from over a year ago and my second outing with author Preston Lang.

No great detail about this one has been seared into the memory banks unfortunately, but it was enjoyed for sure.

A drug courier gets ripped off and subsequent events see him trying to recover the goods and avoid getting killed as a consequence. I seem to recall him coming into conflict with his brother, the man who got him the job as a delivery boy.

How it ends? I can't remember but even if I could I wouldn't tell you.

Scored at a 4.5 from 5

158 pages, short, pacey, drugs, sex, conflict, outlaws, interesting characters - what more do you need from your reading? Me personally - nothing.

I can always read it again if I fancy rediscovering events.

I absolutely loved the Lang's novel - The Blind Rooster - thoughts here.

Another of his sits on the device - The Sin Tax and I'm tempted to get his short story collection, This One is Trouble - completist that I am. I can't help it, Lang writes the types of stories I like to read.

Preston Lang has his website here. Catch him on Twitter@LangReads

The Carrier was originally published by the now defunct outfit 280 Steps. I believe the author has re-issued this one himself with a new cover.

Read in July, 2016
Published - 2014
Page count - 158
Source - purchased copy
Format - Kindle

If you fancy sampling his work, he recently had a short story up at Tough website - Primeval Ugly.

Friday 28 July 2017



"Witty, sophisticated, suspenseful and endless fun..." -- The Washington Post 

The man who calls himself DAVID LOOGAN is hoping to escape a violent past by leading a quiet, anonymous life in Ann Arbor, Michigan. But his solitude is broken when he finds himself drawn into a friendship with Tom Kristoll, publisher of the mystery magazine Gray Streets -- and into an affair with Laura, Tom's sleek blond wife. When Tom offers him a job as an editor, Loogan sees no harm in accepting. What he doesn't realize is that the stories in Gray Streets tend to follow a simple formula: Plans go wrong. Bad things happen. People die.  

ELIZABETH WAISHKEY is the most talented detective in the Ann Arbor Police Department. But when Tom Kristoll turns up dead, she doesn't know quite what to make of David Loogan. Is he a killer, or an ally who might help her find the truth? As more deaths start mounting up -- some of them echoing stories published in the magazine -- it's up to Elizabeth to solve both the murders and the mystery of Loogan himself.

A book both my wife and I read and enjoyed while soaking up some sunshine last year in Spain.
A long time posting a few thought on the book then.

Man A meets another man - call him Man B, gets offered a job. Takes it, starts sleeping with his employer's wife and before too long his employer, Man B is dead.

Our Man A starts looking into the murder and has a few mystery authors for suspects, seeing as his job is working for a mystery magazine. Man A has a secret past and a previous identity.

The police are obviously involved in a proper investigation into the crime and we have some involvement and cooperation between the lead detective and our Man B - David Loogan.

Enjoyable and entertaining without lifting off the roof. Call me an old prude, but I kind of disliked both Loogan and his dead employer's wife for doing the dirty on him. As the book unfolded my feelings towards him mellowed and I quite liked him by the conclusion.

There are a few twists and turns and a fair bit of ratcheted tension before we reach the end of the road. I kind of switched between suspects trying to guess the guilty party as I read. A year on, I can't actually recall too much about the killer's identity, but so what.

Did I enjoy it when I read it? Did I like the main characters? Was there enough action to keep me engaged? Was it believable? Was it annoying? Was I counting down the pages until I got to the end? Was it satisfying? Would I read more from the author? Best book ever ?

Yes, yes - mostly, yes, mostly, no, no, yes, yes, no!

The book deserves better than my semi-coherent ramblings.

4 from 5

Bad Things Happen is Harry Dolan's debut novel and introduces David Loogan a character who appears in the two subsequent books from Dolan - Very Bad Men and The Last Dead Girl. The Last Dead Girl is a prequel.

Harry Dolan has a website here. He's on Twitter@Harry_Dolan

Read in June, 2016
Published - 2009
Page count - 432
Source - purchased copy
Format - paperback

Thursday 27 July 2017


Emily from publisher Bonnier Zaffre and author Mike Thomas have kindly asked me to participate in the blog tour to publicise his latest book - UNFORGIVABLE

Unforgivable is the second book in his DC Will MacReady series and is out this month.

The first, Ash and Bones (as well as his two standalone novels Pocket Notebook and Ugly Bus) still languish on the burgeoning TBR pile.........UNFORGIVABLE really!

The blurb.......

A dark slice of Cardiff crime for fans of TONY PARSONS, JAMES OSWALD and LUCA VESTE. There isn't always a welcome in the valleys . . . Bombs detonate in a busy souk, causing massive devastation. An explosion rips apart a mosque, killing and injuring those inside. But this isn't the Middle East - this is Cardiff . . . In a city where tensions are already running high, DC Will MacReady and his colleagues begin the desperate hunt for the attacker. If they knew the 'why', then surely they can find the 'who'? But that isn't so easy, and time is fast running out . . . MacReady is still trying to prove himself after the horrific events of the previous year, which left his sergeant injured and his job in jeopardy, so he feels sidelined when he's asked to investigate a vicious knife attack on a young woman. But all is not as it seems with his new case, and soon MacReady must put everything on the line in order to do what is right.

Mike has kindly written a guest post for the blog....

Failing at Your First Book Signing!

Book signings, eh?
            You’ve probably seen the photos: Lee Child smiling and scribbling his autograph, queue snaking out of the door. Or Jo Rowling, the local cops shutting down a street so the huge crowd of Potter-mad children can glimpse their favourite author in the flesh for just a few moments.
            It’s always the same for us authors. Great fun, and so busy, seeing the people who’ve waited patiently for a couple of hours, in lines that weave around the store’s shelves, so many of them that you can barely…
            Oh, wait. It’s not always the same. Nope. Oh no.
            Let me tell you about my first book signing.
            Picture it: several years ago, a sunny spring day, unseasonably warm. A Saturday afternoon in Cardiff, the Welsh capital buzzing, the first street fair of the year in full swing, lots of events and stalls and people swarming towards them.
            So in I go, into the Bookshop I Shall Not Name for my first ever two hour signing session – oh, how excited I was! – for my debut novel, ‘Pocket Notebook’, a darkly comedic tale of a police officer’s downfall. A member of staff greets me and she smiles and points me at my table with all its books (copies of my book, woo!) and a chair and a pen and it looks so lovely then she wanders off and carries on stocking the shelves.
            And for the next half an hour – that’s it.
            Other than me, and the staff, nobody is in the store. I sit there, pen poised, teeth flashed, face expectant, until the muscles around my mouth start to ache from the effort. Another staff member asks me if I want a cup of tea. I decline, thanking her, and resume waiting.
            After forty-five minutes I notice something in the corner of my vision. It appears to be a hand. Yes, it is a hand. Waving. The hand is attached to an arm, an arm that belongs to… my mother.
            She is hiding behind a row of children’s books, peering over the top, waving with one hand, giving me the thumbs up with the other. It is surreal. I pretend not to notice her, but then she is joined by my aunt who proceeds to take photographs and gurn and wave also.
            I ask for a cup of tea, wishing I could drown myself in it.
            On the hour we have a breakthrough: the manager arrives, and he has just that week been transferred to the store, and he didn’t know who I was or that I was even signing books that afternoon, but he is enthusiastic enough anyway and when I tell him nobody has even looked my way he drags me from my chair and starts introducing me to one of the four customers who are now in the shop.
            “It’s what you’ve got to do nowadays,” he offers. “Sell yourself.”
            The customer, quite rightly, is appalled by the interruption to his peaceful browsing and ignores us both so I return to my chair and curse the good weather and the fair keeping customers away from the shop, while the manager slinks away to ‘file stuff’. Another fifteen interminable minutes passes. My mother and aunt have disappeared and for this I am truly thankful.
            Then it happens.
            A male and female enter the store, glance about, their eyes adjusting to the interior. They see me. Stare for a few seconds.
            Head my way.
            He is a police officer, and she a member of support staff. As I am also a cop who’s just happened to have his debut novel published, they’ve made their way to the store specifically to speak to me and get their books signed.
            I am overjoyed. So, so grateful. I make small talk, and we smile and giggle and I sign their copies – my hand shakes as I do it – and we talk some more and the man nods at the book – which is scornful of the police hierarchy – and chuckles, ‘Bloody bosses in the job, eh?’ and I laugh and nod and say, ‘I can’t stand any of them, to be honest’ and his companion’s smile falters and he clears his throat so I ask what he does in The Job.
            He replies, “I’m the Divisional Commander for Bristol West.”
            And that wasn’t awkward, oh no.
            So they thank me and leave.
            And nobody else turns up.
            And the signing is scheduled for two hours and I have half an hour left and I cannot take any more so tell the staff member who greeted me that I am off and I pack my specially-bought man bag and gather my coat and walk out into the sun-drenched pedestrianised street.
            I don’t eat much fast food. On the way home I buy two foot-long Subways and shove them both into my face, consoling myself with the thought that even though I have just failed at my first book signing, JK has never enjoyed such an obscene treat.

Thanks again to Emily Burns and Mike Thomas!

Mike Thomas has his website here. He's on Twitter @ItDaFiveOh

Wednesday 26 July 2017



Having left his life of crime behind, former getaway driver Charles "Shake" Bouchon has finally realized the dream of owning his own restaurant in Belize. Unfortunately, to do so he's had to go deep in debt to a murderous local drug lord named Baby Jesus. And when Shake thwarts an attempted hit on an elderly customer named Quinn, things go from bad to worse.

Next thing Shake knows, his restaurant's gone up in flames and he's on the run from Baby Jesus, two freelance assassins, and a beautiful but ferocious FBI agent. Out of options, Shake has to turn to the mysterious Quinn for help. Suddenly Shake's up to his neck in a dangerous score that he'll never pull off unless he can convince an even more dangerous ex-girlfriend to join him.

Another mid-2016 read and my second time with author Lou Berney and his retired Armenian wheelman Shake Bouchon. Gutshot Straight introduced me to the character and was one of my favourite reads of 2012.

In Whiplash River, Shake returns and is trying to go straight. Needless to say things quickly get complicated. He owns a restaurant and he owes money. He saves the life of a customer in the restaurant, an old guy named Quinn, who was regaling him with tales of dark deeds in South America.

Shake’s restaurant subsequently gets burned down and this time he is the target. Before long Shake is involved in a caper in Egypt, dreamed up by the mysterious Quinn and involving his ex-lover Gina.

The book had the right combination of ingredients that I enjoy in my reading… interesting but somewhat unlucky protagonist - one with a chequered past and in a tight pinch; a bit of a love interest, but as it’s a former rather than a current beau there’s plenty of scope for tension and humour; a couple of hitmen; a drug-boss money lender; a mysterious figure with a shady past, one who you aren’t quite sure if he’s a serial fantasist or if he has lived the life and the seemingly tall tales of derring-do are genuine; the FBI in pursuit and a proposal for a crime which if it can be pulled off might offer a get out of jail free card.

Plot – great, characters – interesting and funny, action – plenty, dialogue – entertaining, setting – Belize and Egypt – ok.

Enjoyable but not as memorable as the first. 12 months down the line, I can’t actually recall what they went to Egypt to do, but that’s fine. Not every book I read has to remain seared in my memory banks for ever.

Enjoyable, entertaining, nothing else I wanted to be reading once I got stuck into this one.

4 from 5

A few thoughts on Gutshot Straight here.
I have another Berney book on the pile – The Long and Faraway Gone, a novel which doesn’t feature Shake Bouchon and apparently won a few awards - an Edgar, an Anthony, a Barry, a Macavity.

Lou Berney has a website here. He's on Twitter@Lou_Berney

Read in June, 2016
Published – 2012
Page count – 312
Source – purchased copy
Format - paperback

Tuesday 25 July 2017



'A fantastic writer.' Donald Ray Pollock

Beat On The Brat (And Other Stories) is the second collection to be released by prize winning author Nigel Bird, following the success of his debut, the critically acclaimed Dirty Old Town (And Other Stories).

Here are 9 more pieces from the shadows.


Winner of the Watery Grave Invitational Contest 2011
Published in Needle Magazine Summer 2010
Nominated for ‘Best Story Online’, Spinetingler Awards 2011


First published at ‘All Due Respect’ 2011
Nominated for ‘Best Story Online’, Spinetingler Awards 2011


Published in Microw,Winter 2010


5th place, Watery Grave Invitational Contest 2011


First published at ‘Not From Here Are You?’ 2011


First published at ‘A Twist Of Noir’ 2010

and making their first apprearance in this collection:




Praise for the work of Nigel Bird:

"A rare talent." Allan Guthrie

"Grim, but really good." Ian Rankin

"I’ve not seen Bird take a misstep yet.’ Heath Lowrance

"I sought out everything I could from him. I dare you to read and not do the same." - Chris F Holm

Nine shorts from Mr Bird, with a few absolute belters and the rest pretty good, with a poem and a couple of haikus.

Highlight of the bunch - Beat on the Brat. It's amazing how much is packed into this 15 page multi-narrator tale. A couple of young kids, a neighbourhood clown with a history and a heart, a disaffected teenager and a drunken parent. An inevitable collision occurs.

Too Much Too Young is another powerful tale. A funeral, the return of a disgraced son and some local community action.

Hoodwinked is another tale of revenge and an evening up of the scales.

76 pages long - an excellent collection. An hour and a bit's entertainment and cheaper than a decent cup of coffee!

4.5 from 5

Smoke from Nigel Bird was read and enjoyed a couple of year's ago.
A few more offerings from him sit on the device - Southsiders, In Loco Parentis and Dirty Old Town (And Other Stories)

Nigel Bird has his blog here.

Read in November, 2016
Published - 2011
Page count - 76 pages
Source - purchased copy
Format - Kindle



Chaos? Or fate? What brought you here? Were the choices yours, or did something outside of you conspire to bring you to this place? Because out in the woods, in a box buried in the ground, there is a little girl who has no hope of seeing the moon tonight. The moon has forsaken her. Because of you.

"There is some dark magic in this one. I mean, really dark. Like whittle-my-bones-to-a-bloody-point dark. Jerkins calmly, unflinchingly goes about his business of crafting some troubled yet sympathetic characters who are in dire straits. That he manages to make these characters sympathetic, their problems understandable, is impressive and prompts the reader to consider the justice in violence. But despite the skill of its execution … I must pass." — HarperCollins, Acquisitions Editor

A 4 star read from last November, which I have to think says I enjoyed it.

Eight or nine months down the road, I’m scratching my head. I’ve read the blurb. I’ve skim read the 20 plus positive reviews and I can’t recall anything about it. So a totally forgettable book in other words. Or one so dark and disturbing I’ve suppressed all thoughts of it from my memory. Or more likely I’m getting old and forgetful and I read too many books to remember them all.

I’ve re-read the first couple of pages and still I’m groping in the dark.

Some more then….50 pages…WTF – how could I forget this?

Billy Smith, a disturbed teenager, alone and friendless, an unhealthy obsession with the moon and a propensity for starting small fires and getting himself aroused in the restroom at school. A difficult home life - a mother dead from cancer and a vicious, vindictive step-father and an unlikely saviour in the form of Frank, a one-legged ex-con, short order cook and possibly his only friend.

Frank loves popping pills and he loves, maybe not loves but has a capacity and capability for extreme violence. Just ask Sid. Sid was hustling Billy at the diner and Frank intervened. Sid’s arm was fed into the waste disposal unit in the kitchen and he passed out. How thoughtful of Frank to revive him, albeit by dragging his face across the hot grill.

It might be just be a good time for the pair of them to go on a road trip. Visit Billy’s home and collect some belongings on the way. Maybe deal with that piece of trash step-father and then hit the road. A visit to Frank’s out-of-the-way friend Chandler to lay low for a while might be just the ticket.

Chandler is not a nice man. Chandler is a pedophile. Chandler has a plan and Frank (a former plaything of Chandler’s) is supple and compliant. Billy is powerless and is in way, way over his head.

From the structure of the book, we know from the start that things will not end well ultimately for Billy, but it’s an impressive journey that Grant Jerkins takes us on. Throughout you empathise with Billy, you feel his pain, his loneliness and solitude, his disassociation from the normal and every day. His one slight connection with a lady at school who cares and tries to swim against the tide and rescue Billy as much from himself as from his circumstances. You feel events spiralling out of control and you watch helpless as he gets swallowed up by individuals and a system far more potent than him.

Frank despite his propensity for violence I liked. He kind of dispenses a street justice on those that he feels wrong him. Chandler is despicable and abhorrent.

Not a pleasant book, but an engrossing and compelling read. A peek behind the curtains at the dark side of human nature. I wasn’t necessarily shocked at the tone of the book. Jerkins kind of displays the darkness matter-of-factly without glorying in it. Not too much compassion or kindness on display here. A measure of understanding maybe. Raw and hard-hitting. Surprised at my book amnesia, all things considered.

Definitely not a book for everyone – approach with caution!

4 from 5

Plenty more from Grant Jerkins on the pile…….. A Very Simple Crime (2010), At the End of the Road (2011), The Ninth Step (2012), Done in One (2015)

Grant Jerkins has a website here.

Read in November, 2016
Published – 2015
Page count – 256
Source – purchased copy
Format - Kindle

Saturday 22 July 2017




Struggling writer Jack Dillon’s personal and professional life is falling apart…until he gets a lucrative gig writing the biography of TV comedy icon Walt Stuckey, who mysteriously walked away from Hollywood at the height of his popularity…and left his millions of fans wondering why for decades. Now Walt’s going to answer the tantalizing question, assuring that his biography will become a massive bestseller and Jack’s salvation. But when Walt is finally ready to tell Jack his big secret, things go terribly, unpredictably wrong, pushing the desperate author into kidnapping…becoming a fugitive chased by the police, the FBI, the news media, a crazed assassin, and Walt’s talentless & psychopathic son…just to finish the book. It’s a brutally original, crazy ride through California, Death Valley and TV history as Jack tries to solve the mystery and craft a perfect finale that doesn’t end with him going to prison… or to his grave.

"Philip Reed’s smartly written novel will have readers off and running from the first word and they won’t stop until the pages run out." Reed Farrel Coleman, New York Times Bestselling author of Robert B. Parker’s Blind Spot

Selected by Kings River Life Magazine as ONE OF THE BEST BOOKS OF 2015 - "This book is wacky, surprising, and a great read."

Another one I read and enjoyed over a year ago and then never posted on. I seem to recall liking the first part of the book better than the second.

A journalist has been hired to write a biography of one of America’s best loved TV hosts, one who is loved and remembered fondly by the public, but who mysteriously quit when at the top. There’s a really interesting set-up as our writer Jack Dillon gets to know his subject Walt Stuckey. There’s a real connection between Dillon and Stuckey and you sense that Jack can get the biography done and really turn his life around. Currently his finances are bleak and his personal relationship with his wife (or partner, can’t remember which) is rocky. Things go swimmingly until they don’t – Walt suffers a stroke.

As a consequence, Walt’s idiot son Garrett gets involved in his care and exercises artistic control over Jack’s work in progress. Garrett really is a twisted individual and him and Jack clash. Jack gets the boot and with genuine concerns for Walt’s well-being and not just his book deal, career and relationship disappearing over the horizon - he kidnaps our stroke victim.

Mayhem ensues, the police get involved. Jack and Walt are on the run. Jack aided by a strange women, Mary who may or may not have been a girlfriend of Walt’s. I really can’t remember, other than recalling she’s a bit of a strange fish. Garrett’s turns psychopath. And the inevitable media circus descends.

A bit far-fetched and a suspension of disbelief is required, but it was a really enjoyable romp.
Highlights were the connection between Jack and Walt and Walt and his public. Really heart-warming. Reed also does an excellent job in portraying Garrett as a larger-than-life villain with no redeeming features. You really bat for Jack and Walt and hope that the douche-bag doesn’t get to profit from his father’s (historic) success and continued celebrity.

Plenty of humour and plenty of tension, especially when the hunt for the kidnapper and kidnappee is in full flow.

4 from 5

My first time reading Philip Reed but I have a few other offerings from him on the shelves – Bird Dog, Low Rider and The Marquis de Fraud.

Philip Reed has his website here.

Read in July, 2016
Published – 2015
Page count – 321
Source – review copy from publisher Brash Books
Format - Kindle



The US mail is rarely a matter of life and death. And the Postal Police sit on the lowest rung of the law enforcement ladder. Real cops make fun of them. Cases generally amount to little more than crimes against mailboxes and bungled counterfeit attempts. But when an investigation leads partners Marcie and Schottsie to the post office’s dead letter section—the deadest beat of all—what they discover propels them into a very live world of drug cartels, smuggling, and shoot-outs. Finally they face real action. Can they handle it?

A short November read from last year - 30 pages long and obviously an effort on my part to pad and inflate the numbers. It also gave me an opportunity to sample the author's writing. Something that may have been prudent to do before acquiring five of the author's novels - but hey hoh, that's not the way I roll.

As it happened I really enjoyed the story and scored it a 4.5 immediately after reading it.

Intriguing plot, I was interested to see where the story and the why of these "dead letters" was going. On the surface it seemed inexplicable, but Stone had a convincing explanation. Clever, but not too clever which would just be annoying.

I liked the two Postal Police characters and their stoicism in the face of the abuse and ribbing they endured on a daily basis from the "real" police. Solving the riddle may give them some respect and without spoiling it - solve it they do.

A 61p story when purchased in July, 2014 and well worth the enormous outlay! £0.98 currently and worth a punt if you want to try a new author before making a major commitment.

I look forward to reading at least one (but hopefully all) of the following - Moving Day, Parting Shot, The Heat of Lies, Breakthrough, The Cold Truth. I have managed to not buy his last three books - there's hope for me yet!

4.5 from 5

Jonathan Stone has his website here.

Read in November, 2016
Published - 2015
Page count - 30
Source - purchased copy
Format - Kindle

Friday 21 July 2017



Every student needs a part-time job.

Hers is hunting criminals.

Sarie Holland is a good kid. An Honors student. She doesn't even drink.

So when a narcotics cop busts her while she's doing a favour for a friend, she has a lot to lose.

Desperate to avoid destroying her future, Sarie agrees to become a CI - a confidential informant. Armed only with a notebook, she turns out to be as good at catching criminals as she is at passing tests.

But it's going to take more than one nineteen-year-old to clean up Philadelphia. Soon Sarie is caught in the middle of a power struggle between corrupt cops and warring gangs, with nothing on her side but stubbornness and smarts.

Which is bad news for both the police and the underworld. Because when it comes to payback, CI #137 turns out to be a very fast learner...

My sixth book from this author, though the last time I read him was in 2013 – Fun & Games.

Canary gives us …… a drugs bust, a strait-laced college girl, a dogged detective, a distracted father, an irritating brother, an annoying friend and frequent trips to Philadelphia’s dark side.

Sarie, our heroine is inadvertently caught holding the bag when a friend flees after a drugs purchase is observed by a cop on surveillance. Refusing to give up the identity of her friend (why? I’d have dropped the dime on him in a flash) she ends up as a confidential informant for Ben Wildey, a cop on a mission to clean up the city.

Wildey wants to use Sarie to snag the city’s drugs king-pin. Sarie reluctantly wants to assist him, but more importantly wants to avoid the wrath of her father and the destruction of her promising future.

Bearing in mind I read this over a year ago, I’m a bit fuzzy on the details. I enjoyed the plot; the portrayal of the difficult family dynamics with Sarie’s grief at the loss of her mother and the effect of the death on her father. I bought into Wildey’s enthusiasm for his mission. Swierczynski has some great characters on display.

I liked the near-miss escapades as Sarie helps in the arrest of several criminals, just not the one target that an increasingly exasperated Wildey wants.

Plenty of humour and a fair few twists and turns in the plot. The actual resolution I kind of forget, though it does see father, daughter and brother coming together in a rare display of family togetherness.

I really enjoyed the read and look forward to more from the author in the future. I’ve read his earlier work – Secret Dead Man, The Wheelman, Severance Package, The Blonde and Fun & Games. This one and Fun & Games seem slightly more mainstream than his previous books. A fair few more of his sit on the pile.

4.5 from 5

Duane Swierczynski is on Twitter@swierczy 

Boring story - he once posted me a book of his about 10 years ago, after I won a competition on his then active blog/website. I think it was Severance Package

Read in June, 2016
Published – 2015
Page count – 401
Source – Net Galley review copy
Format - Kindle

Wednesday 19 July 2017



The devilish girls of Sigma Tau Nu

There's simply nothing they wouldn't do-
1958: Sandra Delites is packed off to college in Connecticut after an ‘incident’ with another girl. Her father thinks a small town university will be just the thing to straighten her out, only he hasn’t reckoned on the sisters of Sigma Tau Nu. Not just any sorority, their rites are bloody and the girls are hot – but not for the boys! President Trixie Faust sees a lot of potential in the newest pledge and Sandra is eager to learn: the thrill of the kill is just the beginning for these college girls gone wild.

Halloween will be extra scary this year. Forget black cats, you don’t want one of these sisters to cross your path.

"Wynd delivers the usual excellence in Satan’s Sorority. The hopes and dreams of college life distilled brilliantly into devil worship, orgies and murder, deftly handled by the order to leave the readers thinking ‘damn, I really picked the wrong University’. Therein lies the genius of Graham Wynd." -Adele Wearing (Fox Spirit Books)

"Having read some of Wynd's shorter fiction I had a good idea what to expect. I wasn't disappointed. I read through the quickly - a sure sign that it's a thumping good read. Top marks here, Wynd is a talent I'd love to read more from." - Darren Sant (author of The Bank Manager and the Bum and Tales from the Longcroft)

Number Thirteen Press is publishing #13 quality crime novellas in #13 months, on the 13th of each month.

Another enjoyable outing with Number 13 Press and another novella I read last year and never got around to posting a few thoughts on.

Graham Wynd AKA K.A. Laity dishes up some pulpy, pervy fun in a tale set in late 50s America.

College girls, a secret sorority, Satanism, sex within the sisterhood, a naïve but rebellious Sandra, a disappointed parent, an interfering aunt, some arrogant frat boys who need teaching a lesson, candles, rituals, pentangles, mirrors, a circle of 13, jealousy, power, control and a rapid progression to murder.
Sandra soon flourishes with the assistance of her sisterhood. Isn’t college fun?

Entertaining, fun, titillating and a wee bit disturbing.

4.5 from 5

I’ve previously enjoyed Graham Wynd’s Extricate – thoughts here.

You can follow Graham on Twitter@GrahamWynd

Read in November, 2016
Published – 2015
Page count – 106
Source – purchased copy

Format - Kindle

Tuesday 18 July 2017


Skull Meat author Tom Leins is the latest participant for the Q+A treatment.

Skull Meat was enjoyed immensely earlier this month - here.

Q. I don’t think the writing is full-time, what’s the day job?

I currently work as an analyst for a telecoms research company. It is far more interesting than it sounds, and I’m happy to say that writing plays a big part. I have managed to make a living out of putting words on a page for more than a decade now: agony uncle, film critic, writer of underwhelming business articles… telecoms has been my favourite subject of all. 

Q. What’s constitutes a typical Tom Leins writing day?

Nowadays I try to write three or four evenings a week, depending on deadlines and reviewing activity. That said, I write a lot of notes during the day: random scenes, excerpts of dialogue, character descriptions… my approach to writing is rarely linear!

Because I’m desk-bound five days a week, I actually write on the sofa, with a Poundland action movie on in the background! Weird but true. Ultimately, I hope one of my books gets turned into a Poundland action movie one day – that would seem horribly appropriate!

Q. Are you a plotter? Do you have a beginning, middle and end all mapped out before you start, or does the story unfold of its own accord as you write it?

Good question. Yes, but in a ramshackle way. Anything upwards of 2,500 words I will have an ending in mind. Flash fiction (see below) is a different kettle of fish. It is satisfying when I write a whole short story in one quick burst, but a lot of stuff is stitched together from loose scenes, offcuts and narrative scraps. Whether it’s 500 words or 25,000 words I do like to maintain a three-act structure. That never changes.

Q. How long did Skull Meat take from start to finish? Is it your longest piece to date?

From start to finish? Technically, it took me eight years! An earlier version of the first chapter, ‘Bloody Kisses’, first appeared at A Twist of Noir back in November 2009 (Don’t look it up!). Some of the subsequent material made it into a follow-up story, ‘Bloody Fingerprints’, and another chunk languished on my hard-drive for almost a decade. Assembling the finished version – which includes excerpts that previously appeared on Akashic Books, Straight From The Fridge and A Twist of Noir (again) took less than a week. Ultimately, this is the book I should have written many years ago, when I was less focused, and paves the way for a whole series of Paignton Noir books that have been gestating for a long time. So, yeah, it is my longest published piece, but not the longest thing I have written.

Q. Did it end up as the book you anticipated writing at the start?  

You know what? I think it comfortably surpasses what I originally intended back in 2009 (the accessibility of Kindle helps to validate a 10,000 word novelette), and the end-product exceeded my modest expectations. I only started cobbling it together as an exercise in nudging away a stubborn dose of writer’s block – the idea to publish it as a novelette came afterwards.

Q. Can you tell me a bit about your published work to date? You seem to have short stories dotted around all over the internet at various haunts – Shotgun Honey, Pulp Metal Magazine, Out of the Gutter, to mention a few – have you been focussing on this format mainly?

To cut a long story short, I started writing fiction in around 2002, and my first ever story, ‘The Box’, was published by a UK press called Skrev the following year, in one of their Texts’ Bones anthologies. I notched up a bunch of publications in small-scale British literary magazines over the next five years, and switched to writing crime fiction in 2006-2007, when my reading tastes shifted. (Coincidentally, this year marks the 10th anniversary of my story ‘Paignton Noir’, which was published by a Canadian literary magazine called Front & Centre).

I took a break from writing between 2011 and 2014, and have attempted to re-establish myself in recent years. Luckily for writers – and readers – there are a bunch of great crime sites on the web (Shotgun Honey, Near to the Knuckle, Out of the Gutter, Pulp Metal Magazine and Spelk [not exclusively crime, but still excellent]), and I have gained the acquaintance of dozens of top-notch writers through reading their work on the above websites.

The immediacy of flash fiction makes it my favourite format to write, but I’m probably around 100 stories in at this point, so I’m more concerned with finishing off my stack of unfinished novellas right now.

Q. On your website there’s a collection of wrestling themed noir stories – The Good Book – which is close to completion, any updates on that and what format are you going to be publishing that in, assuming you do?

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Yes, ‘The Good Book’ is very close to completion – only a few more stories to go. I hope to find a publisher for it in due course, but if no one bites, I’m happy to publish it myself. Despite the dark tone and murderous degeneracy on display, I think this collection is the most sale-able thing I have written to date, so I’m quietly optimistic about finding a home for it!

For readers unfamiliar with this little project, ‘The Good Book’ is an interlinked short story collection set against the backdrop of a chaotic southern wrestling promotion called the Testament Wrestling Alliance. Unhinged wrestling promoter Frank ‘Fingerfuck’ Flanagan rules his territory with an iron fist, but his personal road to hell is paved with dead wrestlers. The stories take place between the mid-1970s and the early-1990s, fit together like a blood-soaked jigsaw puzzle…

The Good Book is another project that has been bubbling away for a long time, before I decided to give it a proper crack last summer (my first ever wrestling story, ‘Other People’s Pussy’, was published by A Twist of Noir way back in 2010). Writing these stories has been a nice change in pace from working on the Paignton Noir material for so long, and has also helped me to engage readers who were previously nonplussed by my work!

Q. Who are you reading and enjoying?

My current must-read author is Adrian McKinty, whose Sean Duffy series – about a cop in 1970s and 1980s Northern Ireland – is phenomenal. His earlier ‘Dead’ trilogy was top-notch pulp-crime, but his current series reaches George Pelecanos levels of greatness. Seriously impressive stuff, and I’m looking forward to getting stuck into my recently purchased copy of ‘Rain Dogs’ (Book #5).

Q. Last 5 books you’ve read?

My reading habits have changed dramatically over the last few years, and independent crime fiction dominates my Kindle. The last three books I read were: ‘Down on the Street’ by Alec Cizak (ABC Group Documentation, 2017), a grubby little thriller about a cab driver who becomes a pimp; ‘Everglade’ (All Due Respect, 2017) by Greg Barth, which is the fifth book in the tremendous ‘Selena’ series; and ‘Fatboy’ by Paul Heatley (All Due Respect, 2017), which is

enjoyably nasty Americana from a young British writer to look out for. Currently on the Kindle is ‘Black Neon’ by Tony O’Neill (Blue Moose, 2014). The last paperback I read was ‘This Is How You Lose Her’ (2012), a short story collection by Junot Diaz, which was a random charity shop purchase.  

Q. Is there one all-time favourite book you wished you had written?

Probably ‘The Road’ by Cormac McCarthy, which was brilliant and intense.

Q. What’s the best thing about being a writer?

I’m 15 years in, and I still get a buzz when I get an acceptance email from an editor. Getting paid for stories is a great feeling, and getting contributor copies of anthologies that my stories have appeared in gives me a real buzz too. Especially when they are close to my heart, such as ‘Walk Hand In Hand Into Extinction: Stories Inspired by True Detective’ (edited by Christoph Paul and Leza Cantoral) and ‘This Book Ain't Nuttin to Fuck With: A Wu-Tang Tribute Anthology’ (edited by Christoph Paul and Grant Wamack), both of which were published by Clash Books.

More recently, getting positive reviews from my peers – and crime fiction enthusiasts such as yourself – is a real boost. Ultimately, I’m writing for my own pleasure. I know my work is too abrasive for mainstream consumption. Picking up like-minded writer friends on the journey is a big plus.

Q. What’s the worst?

Probably the rejection. Not a cool response, but an honest one!

Q. What has been the highlight of your writing career so far?

One of the highlights that sticks in my mind was getting long-listed in a short story competition run by No Exit Press, the UK publisher of books by James Sallis, Daniel Woodrell, Robert B. Parker and Edward Bunker. I didn’t make the short list, but it was great to get a slither of recognition from a publisher who I have admired for so long.

The story, ‘A Brief History of Bad Men’, remains a personal favourite of mine, and ended up being published in the aforementioned ‘Walking Hand In Hand Into Extinction’ anthology. I’m pretty sure that it is currently available dirt-cheap for Kindle, if anyone is curious! 

Q. What’s the current project in progress? How’s it going?

The next book which should see the light of day is ‘Meat Bubbles (& Other Stories)’, a collection of Paignton Noir short stories. ‘Skull Meat’ actually functions as a teaser for Meat Bubbles, and will slot in alongside a bunch of loosely interconnected stories. I’m editing it this month, and it should be available via Amazon later this summer, all things being well.

The dreaded work in progress is ‘Boneyard Dogs’, which I’ve been wrestling with for a while. If you liked ‘Skull Meat’, you will love ‘Boneyard Dogs’! This one was started years ago – and always intended to be ‘Year Zero’ for the Paignton Noir series – I think there is definitely more of an appetite for it now.

Here’s the synopsis: Hired to track down the missing teenage daughter of a demented local lounge singer, Paignton private investigator Joe Rey quickly finds himself surrounded dead bodies. The police are determined to pin the murders on Rey, and as his investigation spirals bloodily out of control, it becomes apparent that the real killer may actually be a man he knows all too well… (Like ‘Skull Meat’, it is far more deranged than the synopsis makes it sound!)

Q. What are your hopes for the future, publishing-wise? 

If I knuckle down – and quit writing flash fiction (a hard habit to kick, after all these years) – I want to try and put out at least a novella a year. I’ve got ten Paignton Noir novellas either underway, or loosely plotted out – I just want to see them through. My commercial ambitions are minimal, but I think there is a modest market for something darker and nastier than what the British crime fiction mainstream currently offers. Cult status is fine by me, but it would be good to find a publisher that shares my vision. Watch this space!

Many thanks to Tom for his time.

You can keep an eye on him and his work via his website - Things To Do In Devon When You're Dead.

He also reviews and does other bits and pieces at the blog - Dirty Books