My Wattpad experiment comes to an end. I'll publish my conclusions next week. For now, here is the rest of One Dead Cop. Pick up where you left off below, or read from Part I. 4 Palm Massacre Darko’s voice comes hushed and urgent over the phone. I have something for you. An accident? Fitch … Continue reading One Dead Cop: the Wattpad Experiment
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Ben East or Ben East?
The University of New Haven posted this article today: WEST HAVEN, CONN. --- Look up Ben East on Amazon and adventure books pop out at you. But it’s not THAT Ben East – an American outdoorsman and writer throughout much of the last century – that we are talking about. We’re talking about Ben East, … Continue reading Ben East or Ben East?
Sea Never Dry on Second Award List
Leapfrog Press announced their fiction contest results for 2014. My manuscript for Sea Never Dry was named a semifinalist. Thick with spies and fetish priests, Internet fraudsters and the orphans turning a buck on Ghana's e-waste ash heaps, Sea Never Dry centers on the conflict between Western development efforts and lucrative criminal activity in the developing world. Read More Congrats to the … Continue reading Sea Never Dry on Second Award List
Shortlisted for International Book Prize
The Dundee International Book Prize announced their short list for 2014. Sea Never Dry, my novel about dirty cops and drug trafficking in West Africa, made the list. Thick with spies and fetish priests, Internet fraudsters and the Ghanaian orphans turning a buck on Accra’s e-waste ash heaps, Sea Never Dry centers on the conflict between Western development efforts and … Continue reading Shortlisted for International Book Prize
ONE DEAD COP
Taillights cut a pool of red in the dark where three African heavies in police uniform manned the makeshift roadblock. A fourth figure loomed over the driver-side door two cars up. The cops held their rifles clumsily. Probably they were cops, Raines thought. Criminals in the West African Republic handled weapons better than the police … Continue reading ONE DEAD COP
ONE DEAD COP
Taillights cut a pool of red in the dark where three African heavies in police uniform manned the makeshift roadblock. A fourth figure loomed over the driver-side door two cars up. The cops held their rifles clumsily. Probably they were cops, Raines thought. Criminals in the West African Republic handled weapons better than the police … Continue reading ONE DEAD COP
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