Category Archives: Fiction

SHABBAS STARKER by Peter Nolan Smith

March 23, 2021 – 8:20 am

New York in the 70s was a tough place. Tough guys were a dime a dozen. Killers cost a lot more. Nowadays some guys think they are tough. Few of them are. Four years ago Richie Boy, his father Manny and I went to Sofia’s on West 48th Street for an after-work drink. Sitting at […]

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CHAPTER 17 – FREE AS A BIRD

September 3, 2020 – 1:46 pm

A humid dusk blanketed the air over Amarillo. The passing semi-trailers dragged diesel fumes on 75 mph slipstreams. AK and Sean stood on the eastbound shoulder of I-40 and a murder of crows clutched the top wire of a barbed wire fence, regarding the two hippies as future carrion. Off in the distant several dirty […]

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Blows Against the Empire by Peter Nolan Smith

May 27, 2020 – 9:37 pm

Early in April 2001 a task force supporting the aircraft carrier US Kitty Hawk anchored off Pattaya. Its 12,000 soldiers and sailors invaded the go-go bars of Beach Road and I avoided the chaos without taking into account my Thai girlfriend’s displeasure at having to stay home night after night. “I not leave farm to […]

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ALMOST A DEAD MAN by Peter Nolan Smith – CHAPTER 1

June 21, 2019 – 2:24 pm

Greta showed for an evening rendezvous in Hamburg’s harbor district. She was dressed in slick leather and arrived on time in anticipation of a sordid evening of sex with her lover. The tall blonde got out of her car. Willi was not on the desolate street. She heard footsteps and a black man and a […]

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BACK AND FORTH BY PETER NOLAN SMITH CHAPTER 1 – THE FIRST TEN MILES

July 29, 2018 – 2:55 pm

The Arborway trolley rattled on the Centre Street tracks toward Forest Hills. Two longhaired men and a young blonde woman in a peasant dress sat on the wooden seats of the near-empty streetcar. Each had a travel bag at their feet. Sean Coll unfolded a map of America and his New York friend pointed to […]

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