Now, Welsh Losser, permanently disfigured by his hanging – masterminded by Andrew Plumb, grinding his axe against cosmic injustice – is in hospital waiting with great patience and hope for…

“[P]lenty of successful people are far from mental giants”  – Raymond Chandler, from “The Long Goodbye”… and vice versa… So now Bo Lard, formerly Boss Lard, Board Director of The…

“What’s it going to be, Guinea?” “The Fall, El Huncho, The Fall.” “Yes, off course,” muses the trench-coat-clad freak… then to himself more sadly, “yes… those were the days: The…

“Very well, Mister Plum, just take a seat, and Jim will be with you in a moment.” Plum, dressed in a midnight-blue three-piece suit and holding a black umbrella with…

Zippy Zamazda, clad in baby-blue pajamas, lies restless in bed, tossing, turning and sometimes lifting his rump right into the air. His spouse, unperturbed, has long fallen fast asleep, with…

“What have you got in the bag, Billy?” “The Ferret.” “Please take him out.” Publowsky, still sweating from his hurried escape from the halls of drama, inserts a fleshy fist…

…and Zippy Zamazda’s agony The big media vices consulting office at Penmanship, International, high inside a modern building overlooking a posh district of Kyiv, awaits him, but he does not…

“Dear Sweaty, I must say that it was refreshing – if that’s not an inappropriate word to use here under the circumstances – to read the latest edition of your…

…as he arrives at his present pass We know that time here cannot be linear. Space and proportions are not notions we can rely on from moment to moment to…

“So you see, Sweaty, I’m more sensitive to your situation than you imagine.” “Well, I’m happy to hear that.” “Indeed, it’s a pleasure for me to say so,” replies Rico…