“Kakure Kirishitan: Our Sacred Oribe” by David Ryan
POETRY: “Hundreds dead outside our garden…Fear marks our quiet burden….”
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Read More Help NoirCon Return in 2022“Tenderloin” by Steve Carr
FICTION: “I still wear my dog tags. They remind me of who I am, or was…. No one can see the damage but me.”
Read More “Tenderloin” by Steve CarrNuts and Bolts to the Eight Steps: Paul Tomlinson on Writing the Crime Thriller
INTERVIEW: “Thrillers are more complicated because there’s a lot more variation – many more sub-genres…. All the plots have much in common, but they all have distinct features that readers or film viewers demand – the genre conventions or tropes. Many writers don’t realise how important these are….”
Read More Nuts and Bolts to the Eight Steps: Paul Tomlinson on Writing the Crime Thriller“Kitty at the Window” by Barry Gifford
NOVEL EXCERPT: “You like her, huh?”….“Just looking,” he said. “Do you know her?”
Read More “Kitty at the Window” by Barry Gifford“She Walks” by Matthew Sorrento
POETRY: “She’ll keep things swift, dialed up…as they want it….”
Read More “She Walks” by Matthew Sorrento“Geek” by Matthew Sorrento
POETRY: “The pit of fire in me was right there with death….”
Read More “Geek” by Matthew Sorrento“The Girlfriend Problem” by Matthew Sorrento
POETRY: “And I would kill for him, still would, ever since we met….”
Read More “The Girlfriend Problem” by Matthew Sorrento“The Coming Storm” by D. V. Bennett
Pulling up carefully on the latch handle, Jack Winslow stepped out of his Chevy Impala onto the lonely tree-lined street. The intense rain and wind would cover most sounds, but he was careful not to allow the low-register thump of his car door to cut through the din. Repossessing a motorcycle in the middle of […]
Read More “The Coming Storm” by D. V. Bennett“Border Feud” by Lance Mason
That summer in Oxnard was hot, humid in the mornings, with dew on the grass, and it smelled of the lima bean harvest and the sugarbeet mill out on Wooley Road. Now it was night, just on nine o’clock under a low, lemon moon, and Chuy Muro, in his ’39 Chevy coupe, was pulling across […]
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Retreats from Oblivion: The Journal of NoirCon 