Monday, February 9, 2009



The Lieutenant flipped a lever
on a desk transmitter.
"Send Spillane in here."

Cornell Woolrich
"Marihuana"
1941

Monday, February 2, 2009



He had greased black hair
parted in the middle
and a wax mustache;
wasn't tall and wasn't short;
and looked more like
his mother's side of the family,
but he didn't want anyone
to forget his father.
I made a bet with myself that
his parents never made it legal.

Earl Norman
Kill Me in Tokyo
1958

Monday, January 26, 2009



"I am sorry for all men,"
   she said.
"But the others I am sorry for
   and send away.
You I am sorry for
   and I let you come.
That's how I know
   I love you."

Eric Knight
You Play the Black
    and the Red Comes Up
1938

Monday, January 19, 2009



He told about all the women
what he had knowed,
and all the saloons he'd been in,
and some of it was a lie,
'cause if all those saloons
was as swell as he said they was
they'd of throwed him out.

James M. Cain
"Pastorale"
1928

Monday, January 12, 2009


She may 
be a
feminist,
my boy,
but she has
startling
lapses.

John Dickson Carr
The Three Coffins
1935

Monday, January 5, 2009



The night was like purple ink.
And it was as though the bottle
that held the ink
had been smashed against the sky
by some insurgent celestial accountant.
For heaven was pitted with its tiny,
twinkling particles of broken glass.
And there seemed to be no one
there to sweep them up.
God's office was closed for the night.

Cornell Woolrich
Fright
1950

Monday, December 29, 2008



He was disturbed,
still trembling, still vibrating
with the throes of the crisis,
but he was the master;
the animal was downed,
was cowed for this time,
at least.

But for all that, the brute
was there. Long dormant,
it was now at last alive,
awake. From now on he
would feel its presence continually;
would feel it tugging at its chain,
watching its opportunity.

Frank Norris
McTeague
1899