TGIF!!!
I got nothing, so you get random stuff...
Oh yeah, a new Raconteur Press antho is out! Vice Noir
As always click the cover for the Amazon link!
The blurb-
When we opened the call for Vice Noir, I wrote:
“The protagonist I am looking for in Vice Noir is a little different than the standard noir central character. Your standard noir detective knows the abyss and has armoured himself against it. He fights monsters, because someone has to, and his moral code demands that someone stand in the breach. His moral code is more externally focused: ‘Someone has to do it.’ The Vice Noir protagonist, on the other hand, has looked into the abyss … and the abyss winked. He lives in the bright sunshine, among pretty people — because the night, the alleys, and the adrenaline are way too attractive, too addictive, too comfortable … and he knows it. He is Sonny Crockett, living on a yacht with a gator named Elvis; he is Fiddler, in his beach cottage, with his lime tree, and his koi; both of them trying to build up the antibodies before the abyss whispers, and they leap headlong. Again.”
Of the forty stories I received, I had to pick ten that conveyed the spirit I was looking for; and I’m not going to lie – it was damned difficult doing so.
I hope this selection hits the right notes. If it does, that’s all on the authors. If not, that’s all on me.
Buckle up, gentle readers. Grab your Ray-Bans, fire up your 1980s pop hits, and get ready to smile back when the teeth come out.
I give you: Vice Noir.
And I have a story in this one, I'll be curious as to what you think of it...
In other 'news' h/t to Gerry for this one. I knew we didn't put 'many' people on the moon, but dang... And those who got to circle it made it even worse...
And last but not least, a little humor...
Enjoy your weekend, and stay safe folks...
A college friend of mine was sitting over his girlfriend's house (this is Massapequa NY) and he sees a metal spiral notebook with pictures on it sitting on the table so he picks it up and starts looking through it.
It's ALL pictures from the moon. Of the astronauts, the LEM, all that stuff. All of the pictures are in sealed sleeves with a metal edge, the metal spiral binding is heavy and WELDED shut. It says on it 'For the families of NASA Employees' or some such stuff (I don't remember exactly this is back in like 1978-79) I think it might have said which Apollo mission it was from.
She comes down stairs and he asks her 'what's this from?' And she tells him, oh, my Uncle is (I forget the name).
My friends looks at her and say 'Your uncle walked on the MOON and you never mentioned this to me?'.
She was like 'why? What the big deal?'
(No, she wasn't the brightest bulb, which was part of why he eventually broke up with her).