A Date with Death…


For the next stop in my book tour, I’m at the fabulous Lair Sapir’s site today, with my purple-prosey short-short story, “A Date with Death.”  I was channeling posing as Mickey “Quick Gun” Marlowe at the time I wrote it, so it’s not in my usual “style,” so to speak.

You probably remember Laird: she’s responsible for the terrific re-design of my website.  I’ve talked about her here and here.  She’s the whole package: creativity AND technical know-how!

It was a hilarious recent story of hers, Mudbugs and Warhammers, that inspired me to write this tale:


A Date with Death

       by Mickey “Quick Gun” Marlowe, P.I.

She had legs that could stop a freight train, and not some pokey, lumbering CSX kind of train, either.  More like one of those super-sleek, Japanese bullet trains.  Those silky gams of hers went all the way up to her – well, where legs usually stop, you know – and then they went right back down to rest in a pair of glistening black patent-leather what’s-your-hurry-bad-boy stiletto heels.  I let my eyes travel up and down those legs a few times, just to make sure I knew their destination…

Read the rest here.

Illustration by permission of corbissimages.org
Illustration by permission of corbissimages.org


Happy Monday!


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