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Wednesday, February 01, 2023
John Stickney's Short Story Wednesday Review: Shooting Creek and Other Stories by Scott Loring Sanders
It has been a long time since John
Stickney reviewed here. The review below came from John Stickney back in April
2017. It seemed like a good time today to remind you all of John’s review.
To paraphrase a Sheriff in one of the stories, There
is a school of thought that there Lord does not give us more than we can bare
but in a lot of theses stories He sure seems to be pushing it…This collection
of short stories reveals the more literary side of crime fiction, many of the
stories involve crime only in a tangential way. Like Art Taylor, Sanders knows
that criminal activity is just another element in a well told story. Sanders
touches on family and the dynamic between fathers and their sons, whether
abandonment or devotion, between sons and their mothers, and when truth might
emerge… “One night after Mom had one too many Schaefers…”
In Joyride, a fifteen abandoned by his father
latches on to his nineteen year old cousin, newly released from Rahway State
Prison…. “People crossed to the opposite sidewalk when they saw him coming. He
had a swagger, a hardness which most rational folks immediately recognized:
steer clear of that guy. The hackles of dogs would stand on end when he passed.
But for me, just being around him made me feel tough as if toughness was
contagious…” Introduced to the joy of stealing cars by his cousin, his first
job was to dispose of a garbage bag full of license plates.…"like a Rouge
Santa with an illegal pack of goods. And it did feel like Christmas in a way.
Some sort of delinquent, sinister Christmas…”
The details ring true, in Jim Limey's Confession,
Jim is telling his deathbed tale so it is not forgotten. A black man who
cleaned the outhouses in a southern town knows who killed the missing little
white girl but can't say. Even on hot days he can not be seen by white folks
covering his mouth with a kerchief..."White folks didn’t like to see a
Negro covering up his face at the smell of their business.” Imagine what could
happen if you accused a white man of a crime.
In Moss Man, a farmer points out to the journalist
seeking the Jersey Devil…”A jackass learns to plow a row by doing, not by being
told.” It is a story about what the devil takes and what one man will do to
survive.
This is a truly enjoyable and well written story
collection, full of humor, ambiguity, and often no good choices. Highly
recommended.
John Stickney ©2017, 2023
John Stickney is a writer formerly from Cleveland,
Ohio now residing in North Carolina. His
fiction has appeared in Thuglit, Demolition, Needle, among others.
Tuesday, March 21, 2017
Guest Reviewer John Stickney Reviews Bad Boy Boogie by Thomas Pluck
Thursday, March 16, 2017
Guest Reviewer John Stickney Reviews Coney Island Avenue by J.L. Abramo
Tuesday, February 14, 2017
Guest Reviewer John Stickney Reviews The Origins of Benjamin Hackett by Gerald M. O'Connor
I received an advanced reading copy of this book from Netgalley in exchange for my honest review.
Sunday, January 29, 2017
Guest Reviewer John Stickney Reviews THE LAST COLLAR by Lawrence Kelter and Frank Zafiro
Not all police procedurals are created equal. Some reach beyond the standard cliches. The Last Collar delivers what we expect and much more. Writing that is clean, fast and decisive. Snappy dialogue, cops cracking wise in a funny back and forth. We discover what the investigating detectives, Brooklyn Homicide’s finest Detective John “Mocha” Moccia and his partner Matt Winslow, discover, and are led to the make the same hunches and brought to the same conclusions. We are also there as larger personal questions are asked of Mocha. So yes, we want our Ed McBain procedural, and it is delivered. Collaborating authors Lawrence Kelter and Frank Zafiro add the unexpected, a little John Donne to the mix.
Our narrator John “Mocha” Moccia is relentless, working his cases in a methodical manner but obsessed to find justice for the victims. His single mindedness cost him his marriage and he is a coast away from his young daughter. Mocha is determined to help see his partner, Matt Winslow to his retirement seven months away. They catch a case, a beautiful wealthy young woman, Jessica Shannon, strangled to death. “Her face looks as distressed as Han Solo’s sealed in carbonate.” The case has some ‘high jingo’, Jessica’s father is a prominent wealthy defense attorney who is a member of the CPAC, the Citizens Police Advisory Committee which meets informally and regularly with the top Brass. The suspects include a therapist ex-husband recently released from prison after doing a stint for underage sex crimes. A current boy friend who is an artist though his past includes various criminal charges including prostitution and theft. Their Lieutenant Marcus Coltrane is putting on pressure to get the case solved. “Why don’t your try coming to work dressed as a professional,” Lt. Coltrane tells Mocha,”instead of a substitute teacher.” And Winslow, “A first year real estate agent.”
As the story develops we get hints that things are a bit off with Mocha, as he begins engaging in risky, out of character behavior. He chases a suspected rapist down a dark alley without back-up, suffering a head injury. He has unprotected sex with a street prostitute. In a dalliance with a coffee shop waitress, he turns violently ill. We learn how little time Mocha has left. The second half of the book deals with personal mortality and Mocha’s sense of duty.
A note on method, The Last Collar is a book written in collaboration by Lawrence Kelter and Frank Zafiro. Both authors have published other books, Zafiro has written a crime novel The Back List in collaboration with Eric Beetner. As to The Last Collar, I am not sure what Kelter and Zafiro’s method of composition might be but the result is a seamless, enjoyable read. Highly recommended.
John Stickney ©2017
John Stickney is a writer formerly from Cleveland, Ohio now residing in North Carolina. His fiction has appeared in Thuglit, Demolition, Needle, among others.






