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All Things Thriller

A Celebration of Thrillers, Noire and Black Comedy by Pamela Lowe Saldana

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Let’s Move On

Okay. I’m not going to gloat. Gloating’s not a good look. (Note the rhyme and reason between gloat and bloat; the nuance, if you will. Take note of it, if you can.) Or don’t. Either way, I’m moving on. I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind You could have done better but I don’t mind […]

Countdown to Unity

“My concern is not whether God is on our side; my greatest concern is to be on God’s side. For God is always right.” Abraham Lincoln

Texas, the South, the NFL and the Waiting Game

So I love American football. I love it so much that right now, I’m a little bit irked that I used the term “American Football.” I use the term because I realize that outside the U.S., football means soccer. I really do understand that intellectually, though I struggle with it emotionally. Of course, it is […]

Countdown To Soundness

“Our shared values define us more than our differences. And acknowledging those shared values can see us through our challenges today, if we have the wisdom to trust them again.” John Mccain

Countdown To Synthesis

“Freedom and justice cannot be parceled out in pieces to suit political convenience. I don’t believe you can stand for freedom of one group of people and deny it to others.” Coretta Scott King

Countdown to Reckoning

“If Ever the Time Should Come, when Vain and Aspiring men shall Possess the Highest seats in Government, our Country will Stand in Need of its experienced Patriots to Prevent its Ruin.” Samuel Adams

Lenny; a Serial, Part VIII

The man that sat in front of her reeked of Arimas. And if not for the Arimas, he would have reeked of menthol cigarettes. She smiled at him. Radiantly. Behind his back she called him greaseball. “So, Maggie. Tell me what’s going on with Detroit,” he said. “Not Detroit, Geo. Just Lerner.” He frowned. “But […]

Lenny, a Serial; Part VII

That night, after Lenny got home, he couldn’t sleep. But not for lack of trying. He tossed and turned. He watched TV. He smoked a joint… He did some soldering on the sub-woofer of his surround sound. He vacuumed his fish tank. He got Griffin stoned by blowing smoke in his face and pestered him […]

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