Cari Mora by Thomas Harris

Harris is the author of the Hannibal Lecter books, most famous for Silence of the lambs and Red Dragon. Those two books are masterpieces, plotted and written with a chill intelligence and mastery of story structure which warrants study. I'm not as much a fan of Hannibal and Hannibal Rising because they suffer from the … Continue reading Cari Mora by Thomas Harris

The Bullet Found You.

He ran in his dreams. There was the recollection of his uncoiled youth. Slim and taut with muscle, even at twelve. It taints his memories of his youth with crude washes of horror and regret. These dreams woke him, trembling and confused. It was a long time ago, and yet these dreams returned like a … Continue reading The Bullet Found You.

Headhunters by Jo Nesbo (review)

Roger Brown has it all: clever and wealthy, he's at the very top of his game. And if his job as a headhunter ever gets dull, he has his sideline as an art thief to keep him busy. At a gallery opening, his wife introduces him to Clas Greve. Not only is Greve the perfect … Continue reading Headhunters by Jo Nesbo (review)

Beyond The Truth

Beyond The Truth M B Blissett My stomach hurt like something had grown and slid out my asshole, leaving me ripped and bleeding in its wake. There were days washed of action, fetal on the couch and smoking weed to keep the edge off all the feelings sharpened and turned inward. People admired my intelligence, … Continue reading Beyond The Truth

Raisin Debtor

Siobhan. With hair the colour and curl of ┬áblack carrot peelings dumped atop a soft, round face and emerald eyes. A smattering of freckles across her nose and a body made from scoops of flesh which tumbled and spill with each step she took. Phil offered her the job. I watched from my station, how … Continue reading Raisin Debtor

A Soldier, His Country

The windows were rolled up as the AC fed on my nervous perspiration and our mingled breath. He had put on thick rubber dishwashing gloves, which made me smile, but he pointed out that latex tears and these would be better for the work he was going to do. When he touched me, the heat … Continue reading A Soldier, His Country