Drunk typist note: I'm going to attempt a pulp fiction story that mixes my Irish Catholic Drunkard's Guilt with a horror and crime story you might purchase at The Pulp Fiction Bookstore. None of these chapters will have more than two drafts so I hope you don't mind it not being too polished. This story... Continue Reading →
TARMERICA: Land of the No Tell Motel, Home of the Depraved
I can sometimes play the trope of the obnoxious American. I like to write, drink, read and say all sorts of problematic things that slither into my sinister mind. I've done some shady shit over the years. Stuff that I wouldn't be thrilled for any future girlfriend or employer to find out about. I've found... Continue Reading →
RUSSIAN ROULETTE by Georges Surdez : This is a short story. Gunshot quick.
Russian Roulette is an extremely short story by pulp writer Georges Surdez. The tale is as brief as the muzzle flash from a revolver. One could probably finish reading it by the time a bullet is done bouncing around the insides of a man's skull, shredding the brain into oatmeal, after it enters through their temple. Russian... Continue Reading →
A Secret Communique From Mr. Pulp
I am obsessed with Tierra del Fuego. I also love maps and globes. I remember in grade school looking over at the standard public school issue globe on the bookshelves and noticing the southern tip of South America. It was a world away from my home on Long Island. I envisioned what it must be... Continue Reading →