Last of a trilogy, The Soldier’s Farewell is the story of families and friends divided by the Irish Civil War as Ireland fought for her indipendence.
The Prisoner by Dorothy Macardle is a short story of 1924 included in the collection Twelve Irish Ghost Stories. Beseeching.
“The Case of the Blood Slipper” by Carlie St. George is the first intallment in the Spindle City Mistery, noir mysteries and fairy tale retellings
In the dwarven city of Hammertown, far from the war between elves and the civilized world, PI Sebastion Locke has discovered a dirty little elven secret.
It’s only the third time this happens and it is the first I’m aware of it, but I feel like celebrating.
12th November is International Dieselpunk Day. You can read last year’s celebration post on the International Dieselpunk Day Blog and how Larry Amyett, Jr came up with the date on the Dieselpunks forums. And while…
A powerful corporate company, a group of rebels, ghosts and retrofuturistic technology. This is a great dieselpunk story. Read my book review.
If I could, this is what I’d say: my name’s Luigi Alfredo Ricciardi and I see the dead.
If I’d ever say it, people would stare at me, nodding their heads, worried. They would consider their options for run, or how much time they would need to get help. Maybe they’d chuckle, uncertain, but with a…
We waited for dawn to arrive. I began to shiver even though my sheepskin jacket repelled the crisp sea air. I was leaning into Peter for warmth when I heard a voice say, “Don’t be afraid.” It wasn’t Peter. The words seemed to come from above me and from behind me at the same time.…
“For White Men Only” is a short story form James Farrell’s collection “Chicago Stories”, one of his most crude and cruel, clearly inspired by Chicago Riots
Studs Lonigan is the msot famous of James Farrell’s characters. This is the story where he first appeared, already full and formed
“Maud’s Line” is the Pulizter Finalist story of a young Cherokee woman struggling to find her true self and desired life in 1920s Oklahoma
“Sharp Terry O’Byrne, thanks for coming. I’ve got one hell of a problem, and I thought you could help me out.” Willy pumped my hand, then the weariness returned.
“What’s the problem?” I asked. I had picked up the nickname because I had good eyes, I noticed things, and I never forget a damn thing.
“One of…