My short story “El Bohemio” is now up on Thrilling Detective, the online hard-boiled crime lit magazine edited by Gerald So and Kevin Burton Smith. They’ve got loverly noirish artwork for the cover. As for the story, a very few of you may remember pieces of its plot from a story I wrote in college called “Green Pumas” (referring to sneakers, not irradiated mountain cats). The story lingered in manila folders in drawers for years, seeing the light every now and then when I changed a name or deleted a scene. I serialized an updated version of “Green Pumas” in my print zine Zeeno in the late 1990s (only 50 copies of each zine were printed, and I have plenty left for you eager collectors out there…any takers? any?…hmm, didn’t think so). Last summer I heavily revised the story, changing story elements and the resolution completely, and “El Bohemio” is the result. Now if I could just get John Leguizamo to buy the movie rights.
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When I was growing up there was a place in downtown NYC called “Job Lot.” They sold a lot of cool stuff at discounted prices. A good place to shop. One day, my brother and I go to Job Lot. He sees these brand new sneakers. They were sharp looking — black and white. And the best part? They were only $2.99 — and yes — it was for the pair. The only problem they were size 14. He was NOT a size 14. Both his feet combined were a size 14. But he was undeterred and bought them anyway because they were such a bargain. He never wore them. I think they’re still in the closet.
Congrats! But, what, you haven’t done anything else in the past 20 days?