“Goldie” – From the Case Files of Harryhausen, Private Eye (Part 3)

Goldie Cover Art

From the Case Files of Harryhausen: Private Eye

PART 3  |  Part 1  |  Part 2

I made a few stops on the way back to the nice side of Beverly Boulevard. Schwab’s Pharmacy. Photo processing place. I was cramming down a light dinner of hot dogs and onions with a Bromo chaser from Tail O’ the Pup when the phone on my car rang.

“What’ll they think of next?” I asked to the giant hot dog-shaped novelty restaurant as I answered the phone. “Harryhausen,” I said warily.

“Mister Harryhausen,” said Papa Bear, “They have my son.” I was worried about that. Seems I’d been followed. Whether they tailed me to the King Eddy or picked up Baby Bear off a tip off from Glenallen wasn’t important. “They’ve left a ransom note.” The mob wanted their dough and had their hooks in the Bear family.

“Mister Bear, I’m going to get your son back, safe and sound. I have a cunning plan that will fully justify the recommendation given to you by not one, not two but three little pigs. First, I need a couple of things…” Continue reading

“Goldie” – From the Case Files of Harryhausen, Private Eye (Part 2)

Goldie Cover Art

From the Case Files of Harryhausen: Private Eye

PART 2  |  Part 1

I splashed through gritty puddles that littered the alleyways even though it hadn’t rained in weeks. Baby Bear wasn’t hard to shadow. Knocked over trashcans, broken glass and other detritus made a descriptive trail. I followed him a couple blocks east and found myself in the middle of a shantytown.

Sid Row. Last refuge of the desperate. The décor was early American rat’s nest. It smelled of vomit and barbecued shoe leather. Times were tough. The residents weren’t just junkies and boozehounds. They were honest folk on the nut, and these makeshift tents and corrugated metal huts stretched out for blocks. If I didn’t find Baby soon, I’d lose him.

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“Goldie” – From the Case Files of Harryhausen, Private Eye (Part 1)

Goldie Cover Art

From the Case Files of Harryhausen: Private Eye

Once upon a time I was sitting in my office on Fairfax reading a racing form.
My name’s Harryhausen and I’m a dick. A detective, that is. I’m also a
cyclops. Six-foot two, eye of blue, that’s me.

Business was slow, so I’d given my girl the day off. That’s was two years
ago. I was thinking about closing up shop for the day and saying hello to the
bottle of bourbon I keep in the bottom drawer of my desk when my phone
rang. I’d forgotten I had a phone. I found it under a pile of newspapers and
answered on the fifth ring.

It was a job. Continue reading

Shades and Shadows Reading Series and LA Lit Crawl

Zombies and More at the North Hollywood Lit Crawl

Shades and Shadows Reading Series at the North Hollywood Lit Crawl! “It’s literature, but with monsters!”

Hey everybody! Steve and I will be appearing at BlastOff Comics on Wednesday, October 22 where I’ll be reading an excerpt from The Other Side of the Fence. It’s part of the Shades and Shadows Reading Series for the LA Lit Crawl! I’ve read for Shades and Shadows before and it was such a great experience. This time I’ll be joined by 4 other authors all reading excerpts work in horror or science fiction or dark fantasy. And we’ll be reading at Blastoff Comics, a beautiful comic store in the arts district in North Hollywood. Check out the LA Lit Crawl website for a full list of the events that night. Shades and Shadows starts at 7pm.

It should be a great night for all you horror fans gearing up for Goth Christmas!

Don’t feel like driving? Go Metro!

Hey! We’re the Indie Book of the Day!

Indie Book of the Day

Indie Book of the Day

I’m pleased to announce that The Other Side of the Fence is the Indie Book of the Day! 

I contacted them a few months ago to inquire about being featured on their site and heard back from them today!

This is our first award and I couldn’t be happier about being recognized by this great site.