Fiction

Johnny be Dead

It was a dark and stormy night. The wind was high, he didn’t pay it any mind. He had his boots on and he walked on down the hallway. He came to a door and he stepped outside. It was a stormy Monday. He knew Tuesday would be just as […]

Ecks and Vi

Ecks was lonely, they said. Ecks didn’t think so. He was always busy, doing something that most people thought was doing nothing. Jay Ecks was 42 and single and this made people click their tongue and make sympathetic noises. In their book, loneliness, or being alone, was not a desirable […]

Right Hand Man – Chapter 6

Read earlier chapters here “Where to, Chief? Back to HQ?” Goon grunted. Fatty slipped in the clutch and pulled out of his parking slot outside the tiny coffee shop. Goon wiggled to make himself comfortable in his seat. Fatty gave him a sidelong glance. “So what really happened, Chief?” “What?” […]

Right Hand Man – Chapter 5

Read previous chapters here Goon and Fatty exchanged glances. There was a moment of silence before Goon cleared his throat. “Would you please explain, Mrs. Miller? What makes you think someone is trying to kill you?”, he asked. “It’s quite obvious, isn’t it”, said the old lady, “why else would I […]

Iris

< An edition of this story first appeared in Unbound EMagazine. > Andrew Quinn had spent 8 years writing. Burned out from playing corporate games, Andrew had turned off, tuned out, and then dropped out. He was 48 years old with a receding forehead, an aquiline nose and curls greying at […]

Insidious Sunshine

< An edition of this story first appeared in The Telegram Magazine – https://www.magzter.com/IN/Talking-Books-in-Delhi/Telegram/Fiction/215124 > In the car, he was unusually silent and if Sushil Deka was silent, then, the situation was serious. I had expected that. It’s not everyday that a man learns that his wife is in a sexual […]

Right Hand Man – Chapter 4

Read earlier chapters: Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 The staircase creaked under the weight of the big Detective Sergeant. Fatty let Goon lead the way, making no attempt to force the pace. Three floors up, Fatty cleared his throat and said, “Hang on a minute, chief, I just want […]

A Couple of Choices – Free Sample

As you know, by now, I wrote a book. Which isn’t quite the same thing as “I had okra masala for lunch”. Nothing is! It is, however, quite an achievement of sorts, I’m told. In any case, it’s there on Amazon to be admired, mocked, bought, read and otherwise digested. […]

A Couple of Choices

I’m still here. Been busy as a bee. And I need your help. But before we get to that… we have to digress a bit. <Digression Alert: But why are bees always represented as being busy? Why not busy as an ant? Have you ever seen an ant lying around […]