Category Archives: semi-fiction

HUNG by Peter Nolan Smith

The Village in New York had always attracted a kaleidoscope of radical, deviant, and perverse characters considered abhorrent by mainstream America. The Reds gave way to the beatniks. They evolved into the hippies, who surrendered the counterculture ghetto to the junkies, artists, punks and sexual revolutionaries of the 1970s. In 1977 I lived on East […]

THE STAFF OF SCHMOSES by Peter Nolan Smith

In the summer of 1995 my cousin flew from LA to dance at ShowWorld in Times Square. Her loyal following packed the house to see Sherri’s stage acrobatics and the XXX actress earned good money selling her fans underwear and signed posters. By week’s end my cousin had cleared over $3000, but the tips came […]

ENTREZ NOUS by Peter Nolan Smith

January 1983 was a good month to get out of New York. The NYPD wanted to interrogate me about a murder and police corruption at the Continental Club on West 25th Street. While the case was a year old and the killer’s trail had gone cold, Sgt…. Ferguson thought I knew more than I was […]

WALKING THE WALK by peter nolan smith

Road trips need a destination. Point A to B. The travel is important. Not A or B. The summer of 1987 Greg Hunt, and I threw our bags in back of Paul Fullerton’s pick-up. Our friends in Michigan had extended invitations to visit them in Onekema and the Upper Peninsula. We celebrated our departure at […]

A FLYING DIME by Peter Nolan Smith

On an June evening in 1939 my uncle and three of his teenage friends exited from Portland’s State Theater’s western matinee of STAGECOACH and JESSE JAMES. The gunfights in the cowboy double bill had had a funny effect on their blood, for while America was still peace, War loomed across the Atlantic. Europe was a […]