Archive for December, 2013

If you’re a fan of hard-boiled crime fiction, check out these recommended reads from Paul D. Brazill. Not for the faint of heart, btw.


Available from Roundfire Books via Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Available from Roundfire Books via Amazon and Barnes & Noble

Independent reviewer Chris Leek reviews Deep Blood at the crime noir site, Out of the Gutter Online:

“I have a thing for crime novels set in the rural South. You can blame the likes of William Gay, Tom Franklin and the sublime Daniel Woodrell for that. So when Phillip Thompson described his new novel, DEEP BLOOD as “Southern-fried noir” I was all in. Shall we take a look?

“Sheriff Colt Harper is a product of his environment and also of his family history. Both weigh heavy on him when the son of his high school sweetheart is murdered on the same day that his alcoholic father is arrested for DUI.

“Colt has sworn to up hold the law, but it is never just about right and wrong, not when it comes to friends and family. The Sheriff of Lowndes County has has to come to terms with his own past sins as his hunt for the boy’s murderer uncovers another long forgotten crime, buried deep within the racial prejudices of rural Mississippi.

“DEEP BLOOD unfolds at a leisurely pace, with plenty of time being devoted to the study of its damaged protagonist and beautifully flawed supporting cast. The highlight of which is the wonderfully flaky Lydia, Colt Harper’s weed smoking, ex-stripper girlfriend.

“Thompson’s prose is a solid and reliable story telling vehicle. He weaves the murder/mystery elements of the plot around his characters by the clever use of alternating points of view. Although it is Colt Harper’s perspective that holds sway and pulls these threads together as Harper himself slowly unravels.

“Phillip Thompson has produced a gripping and thoughtful southern noir novel with plenty of atmosphere and a real sense of place. DEEP BLOOD is a winner. It shines like morning dew on the kudzu.”

Nelson-Mandela’s-Top-Five-Contributions-to-HumanityAnd thank you for showing the good possible in all of us.


Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

William Ernest Henley