graphix: spwilcen I told you it would come to this. A little bit of fluff noir ducking under the wire at just shy 500 words. You want to read it, you’re gonna have to work for it: Inflagranti delicto.
Tag Archives: Noir
What and Why – August 12, 2022
graphix: spwilcenQueued 7/28/2022 I just discovered why I like to write. Not “discovered” really. More I’m reminded of something I’d lost sight of the last four or five years. I’m re-reading a book I last read seventeen years ago. I can accurately say seventeen, not “fifteen” or “something on the order of twenty” years ago. Continue reading “What and Why – August 12, 2022”
OCW Episode X – July 1, 2022
graphix: spwilcen Episode X – One Down, Three to Go I watched Tommy Nondescript walk dejectedly down my driveway. He turned at the curb, took two steps and was out of sight. I lost interest. Did feel sorry for the man, working hard for a living and all, but was thankful his odd sense ofContinue reading “OCW Episode X – July 1, 2022”
Old Crew Wine Episode IX – May 15, 2022
graphix: spwilcen Episode IXDarkside Tommy Carrying a small duffle bag jammed with underwear, tees, socks, my shaving gear, and three pair of clean Levi’s, I pounded the button on the garage wall to open the garage door. Someone or something with a two-pack-a-day cigarette habit gravelled my name. It caught me by surprise. Actually, putContinue reading “Old Crew Wine Episode IX – May 15, 2022”
Old Crew Wine – Field Report – May 13, 2022
graphix” spwilcen Episode VIIIField Report Mouseover. Assigned words today are violence, sleuthing, unbeknownst, harbinger, and trophies. Best we dispense with these words quickly so as not to impede the flow of an otherwise delicious episode. Oh. For you lexiphobes – under 500 words. C Connie Warburton suggested we have late lunch at a Thai jointContinue reading “Old Crew Wine – Field Report – May 13, 2022”
The Envelope – February 8, 2021
NSFW: Imagery and language Photo by Aleksandar Pasaric on Pexels.com My informant sent me to an alley that was a scene right out of a bad B-flick. Snotty midnight rain didn’t help. Across from the alley, a streetlamp crackled and snapped, struggling for enough confidence to at least try. It wasn’t having much success. ItContinue reading “The Envelope – February 8, 2021”
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