"Christmas Eve at the Exit," by Kristine Kathryn Rusch, in Ellery Queen's Mystery Magazine, January 2015.
This is Rusch's fifth appearance on my best-of-the-week list, which I believe puts her in a tie for first place with Brendon Dubois.
It is Christmas eve and Rachel and her little girl are on the run. Many pages will pass before we find out from who, and about the shadowy support system that is helping them.
Rachel is terrified, not sure who to trust, and desperately trying to keep up an appearance of normality for her daughter who, heartbreakingly, seems mostly concerned about Santa Claus.
And that's enough from me. Rusch carries the story off with great audacity. I am sure it will appear in holiday-themed anthologies for years to come.
Sunday, February 22, 2015
Sunday, February 15, 2015
Juba Good, by Vicki Delany
"Juba Good" by Vicki Delany, Rapid Reads, Orca Book Publishing, 2014.
A terrific novella about the thankless task of policing in one of the world's newest nations, South Sudan.
Ray Robertson is a Canadian cop finishing a year as an advisor to the new police force of the city of Juba. His routine is shattered by the serial killings of several prostitutes. Ray is a patrol sergeant with no experience as a detective, but he is the best they have. Complicating matters: such modern techniques as DNA analysis are beyond the local labs, so if the bad guy is going to be caught it's going to take interrogations, fingertip searches of crime scenes, and plain old cop-thinking.
And the bad guy knows Ray is a threat, and is taking steps of his own...
A terrific novella about the thankless task of policing in one of the world's newest nations, South Sudan.
Ray Robertson is a Canadian cop finishing a year as an advisor to the new police force of the city of Juba. His routine is shattered by the serial killings of several prostitutes. Ray is a patrol sergeant with no experience as a detective, but he is the best they have. Complicating matters: such modern techniques as DNA analysis are beyond the local labs, so if the bad guy is going to be caught it's going to take interrogations, fingertip searches of crime scenes, and plain old cop-thinking.
And the bad guy knows Ray is a threat, and is taking steps of his own...
Sunday, February 8, 2015
The Crossing, by Brendan Dubois
"The Crossing," by Brendan DuBois, in Alfred Hitchcock's Mystery Magazine, January-February, 2015.
So a trio of mobsters decide to slip out of the country a few hours ahead of an indictment. A seaplane lands them on an island on a lake by the Canadian border. Now they just have to wait for their friend to arrive with a boat to slip them across.
Sure, there is a resident on the island, but she's just a beautiful young woman, grading papers. Surely she can't cause any trouble for three armed hoodlums.
What could possibly go wrong?
This is Mr. DuBois's fifth appearance in my best-of-the-week column. I guess I like his stuff.
So a trio of mobsters decide to slip out of the country a few hours ahead of an indictment. A seaplane lands them on an island on a lake by the Canadian border. Now they just have to wait for their friend to arrive with a boat to slip them across.
Sure, there is a resident on the island, but she's just a beautiful young woman, grading papers. Surely she can't cause any trouble for three armed hoodlums.
What could possibly go wrong?
This is Mr. DuBois's fifth appearance in my best-of-the-week column. I guess I like his stuff.
Sunday, February 1, 2015
The Really Big Ka-Boom, by Kristine Kathryn Rusch
"The Really Big Ka-Boom," by Kristine Kathryn Rusch, in Alfred Hitchcock's Mystery Magazine, January/February, 2015.
Apologies for misspelling Ms. Rusch's name, now fixed.
I may have to revise my rule about what makes a story one of my favorites. I have said they tend to have at least one of three characteristics: a great concept, a twist ending, or heightened language. Ms. Rusch has reminded me of a fourth method to reach the winner's circle.
Great characters.
The plot of this story is not brilliant, but that doesn't matter. The characters carry it. (Let's face it: Wolfe and Archie lifted Rex Stout above some pretty poor plots.)
The narrator is Spade, a three-hundred-fifty pound retired software millionaire whose life revolves around science fiction conventions, for which he provides accounting skills. His soulmate (he wishes) is Paladin, a young private eye who is everything he isn't (except dumb and socially competent): she is small, beautiful, perpetually angry, and rash. Clearly they balance each other out.
In this story they wind up in Portland, Oregon at Christmas time, accompanied by Caspar, a homeless thirteen-year-old computer whiz they rescued in an earlier adventure. The main story begins when they go out to eat and a nearby building explodes. And Paladin, as Spade notes, is the sort of person who rushes into a burning building.
Now, my first paragraph did not mean that Rusch does not provide some wonderful language in this story. Try out this paragraph:
Paramedics had moved a lot of the people Paladin saved, sorting them as if they were damaged collectibles and someone had to grade them: Fair, Very Fair, Good. The folks in Mint condition stood to one side, and those who were judged Poor had already been stuffed into ambulances and driven to hospitals.
Lovely.
Apologies for misspelling Ms. Rusch's name, now fixed.
I may have to revise my rule about what makes a story one of my favorites. I have said they tend to have at least one of three characteristics: a great concept, a twist ending, or heightened language. Ms. Rusch has reminded me of a fourth method to reach the winner's circle.
Great characters.
The plot of this story is not brilliant, but that doesn't matter. The characters carry it. (Let's face it: Wolfe and Archie lifted Rex Stout above some pretty poor plots.)
The narrator is Spade, a three-hundred-fifty pound retired software millionaire whose life revolves around science fiction conventions, for which he provides accounting skills. His soulmate (he wishes) is Paladin, a young private eye who is everything he isn't (except dumb and socially competent): she is small, beautiful, perpetually angry, and rash. Clearly they balance each other out.
In this story they wind up in Portland, Oregon at Christmas time, accompanied by Caspar, a homeless thirteen-year-old computer whiz they rescued in an earlier adventure. The main story begins when they go out to eat and a nearby building explodes. And Paladin, as Spade notes, is the sort of person who rushes into a burning building.
Now, my first paragraph did not mean that Rusch does not provide some wonderful language in this story. Try out this paragraph:
Paramedics had moved a lot of the people Paladin saved, sorting them as if they were damaged collectibles and someone had to grade them: Fair, Very Fair, Good. The folks in Mint condition stood to one side, and those who were judged Poor had already been stuffed into ambulances and driven to hospitals.
Lovely.
Sunday, January 25, 2015
The Hit-Man, by Roger Angle
"The Hit-Man," by Roger Angle, in Murder At The Beach: The Bouchercon Anthology, edited by Dana Cameron, Down & Out Books, 2014.
The good news is that Amanda's little shop in Venice, California is doing well.
The bad news is that some bad guys want to buy her building at a fraction of its worth.
The good news is that her father is a hit-man with an arsenal in his car trunk, all ready to wreak havoc on her enemies.
The bad news is that he's actually a retired hit-man, half-blind, limping, and his hearing isn't so good either.
The good news is that he remains determined to do anything necessary for his little girl.
And that's also the bad news...
Very funny story.
The good news is that Amanda's little shop in Venice, California is doing well.
The bad news is that some bad guys want to buy her building at a fraction of its worth.
The good news is that her father is a hit-man with an arsenal in his car trunk, all ready to wreak havoc on her enemies.
The bad news is that he's actually a retired hit-man, half-blind, limping, and his hearing isn't so good either.
The good news is that he remains determined to do anything necessary for his little girl.
And that's also the bad news...
Very funny story.
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
Little Big News: Best short stories of the year
And for an alternative point of view, at SleuthSayers I provide my list of the best stories of the year.
Sunday, January 18, 2015
The Ice Cream Snatcher, by Bryan Paul Rouleau
"The Ice Cream Snatcher," by Bryan Paul Rouleau, in Thuglit, issue 13, 2014.
Thuglit has upped its game since the last time I looked in at it. Lot of good stories here.
But lets talk about Mr. Rouleau's contribution. I have said I am a sucker for stories in which a character is offered a chance at redemption, whether or not he takes it. And that's what this tale is all about.
Sunrise thinks he's beyond such things. All though he doesn't have the vocabulary to say it, he feels he's doomed, predestined to crime. You see, someone told him you never recover from bad things that happened to you before you turn three, and really bad stuff happened to him. And that, he figures, is why he keeps ending up in jail.
On this particular occasion he had his friend Pedro steal a Maserati. They get away clean but they don't notice that there's somebody in the back seat.
A three-year-old boy.
What I love about this story is that Sunrise interprets what happens so differently than the reader is likely to. If there is doom here, I suppose that his attitude is it.
Thuglit has upped its game since the last time I looked in at it. Lot of good stories here.
But lets talk about Mr. Rouleau's contribution. I have said I am a sucker for stories in which a character is offered a chance at redemption, whether or not he takes it. And that's what this tale is all about.
Sunrise thinks he's beyond such things. All though he doesn't have the vocabulary to say it, he feels he's doomed, predestined to crime. You see, someone told him you never recover from bad things that happened to you before you turn three, and really bad stuff happened to him. And that, he figures, is why he keeps ending up in jail.
On this particular occasion he had his friend Pedro steal a Maserati. They get away clean but they don't notice that there's somebody in the back seat.
A three-year-old boy.
What I love about this story is that Sunrise interprets what happens so differently than the reader is likely to. If there is doom here, I suppose that his attitude is it.
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