this day in crime history: february 20, 1892

There is something about about Upstate New York that is just not conducive to sane thoughts and acts. After living here for far too long in various locations, I believe this to be true

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On this date in 1892, upstate NY outlaw Oliver Curtis Perry robbed a train single-handedly. A daunting task to be sure, but Perry had reason to believe he could pull it off, he had robbed the same train once before in the summer of 1891.

By February 1892, the $5,000 that Perry had made from his heist of a train while it traveled between Albany and Utica, NY had just about run out. Being a practical man, he decided to go with what worked before and rob the same train he had robbed five months earlier.

On the evening of February 20th, Perry stood on the platform at the Syracuse, NY train station as the American Express Special arrived. Conductor Emil Laas noticed Perry standing on the platform and found it odd that someone would be there, considering that the Express carried no passengers. As the train left the station…

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Little One Cover Reveal

Check out the cover reveal for Timothy G. Huguenin’s upcoming book, “Little One!” If you haven’t read his fine novel, “When the Watcher Shakes” I highly encourage you to do so!

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Guess what’s here? The cover to my upcoming novel, Little One! (Tip: newsletter subscribers have already seen an early version!)

Ben Baldwin is the fantastic artist who deserves credit for this one.

So here it is—Little One, coming July 2017:

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Review Of “The Ripper’s Time” by Mark R. Vogel!

The Ripper’s Time
Mark R. Vogel
January 9, 2017
Reviewed by Brian James Lewis

WOW! This is a book that hits the reader from all angles! There is Jack the Ripper, a timeless romance, mystery, and time travel. Not only is The Ripper’s Time multi-faceted, but author Mark R. Vogel goes into great detail on each of these topics. He’s done the research, and in fact, regularly lectures on the infamous case. Not only that, but his doctorate in psychology gives him more access to the “whys” of the puzzle than the average Jack the Ripper buff. He obviously has a great store of knowledge about London in the 18th century that makes his characters breathe. We’re not reading a boring historical tome, we are there. You smell the filth, feel the cobbles, and taste the blood as the Ripper’s unfortunate victims are slain. Into all of that, Vogel splices in the year 2014 and Henry Willows, a man who wants dearly what he cannot have. Or can he?

After a lifetime of researching the enigmatic Jack the Ripper cases, Henry practically knows everyone involved. He knows all the streets, the locations, and the events to come before and after the Ripper murders his victims. Not only that, but Henry is quite sure that at least one of the victims has been misrepresented. Catherine Eddowes is not just some stupid cheap floozy whom no one should care about. She’s a unique and lovely lady with more of a story to tell. If only he could meet her, talk to her, and see her alive! Henry feels deep in his heart that Catherine is his one true love. Not only that, he wants to rescue her from being felled by the Ripper’s blade so that there might even be a chance for romance between them. His best friend, Flugey, tries to dissuade him from his dreams by pouring on the reality. Henry hangs on like a bulldog, yet there’s a deep frustration that his dreams cannot be satisfied. Catherine will be killed, the Ripper will remain unknown, and the world will move on.

Amazingly enough, Henry gets his chance to travel back in time and make his dreams come true, thanks to a physics professor who most of the campus shake off as being insane because he believes in time travel. Henry boards the time machine and is transported into London, England circa 1888. Is it wonderful? Hell no! Awful is more like it. Things do not go according to his careful plans at all and it looks like the whole rescue mission might be a bust. He gets beat up numerous times and even becomes a suspect in the Whitechapel Murders himself! Not exactly saving the day. Henry even loses his chance to return to modern times. So he’s pretty well fucked. But one thing he has on his side that no one else has, is knowledge.

Against all odds, Henry prevails. Among much turbulence, he wins Catherine’s heart and they have some time together. It is wonderful until Henry finds out that you can’t screw with the fabric of time without some very serious consequences. Instead of stopping, the Ripper continues killing people. Not only that, but he somehow knows who Henry is and sets his sights on destroying him. Bollocks! The overworked London police are not interested in any help from some know-it-all Yank. Neither will they help or protect him. Henry does make a few solid friends, but he needs more than that to save himself and Catherine. The Ripper is closing in and looks like the end for Mr. Willows and Ms. Eddowes until something miraculous happens…

Since I’m no spoiler, that is as far as my teaser is going. I will tell you that the book positively gallops in the last third and many interesting details are revealed in the mind blower conclusion (for now — there could be a sequel). This is a deep read, not a skimmer. Because there are so many tiny pieces, if you miss one, you will have to go back and retrieve it. That being said, Mr. Vogel knows how to make all of his story elements work together seamlessly. Do I recommend it? I bloody well do! Buy a copy of The Ripper’s Time and tell me if ya don’t think this blighter puts together one hell of a case! As for me, I’m off to the Ten Bells for a pint and to meet up with Slug and the boys. We better see you with the book in your hand soon…

this day in crime history: february 15, 1936

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On this date in 1936, former Chicago Outfit trigger man “Machine Gun” Jack McGurn was gunned down in a Chicago bowling alley.

McGurn was born Vincenzo Antonio Gibaldi in 1902 in Sicily. He changed his name as a teenager while trying to make it as a boxer. McGurn would later go to work for Chicago mob boss Al Capone. He was believed to be the mastermind of the 1929 St. Valentine’s Day Massacre, but the cops were unable to pin it on him when Louise Rolfe – dubbed “The Blonde Alibi” by the press – claimed that she and McGurn had spent the entire day together.

By 1936, McGurn had been cut loose by the Outfit. His notoriety had made him too hot for the low profile the Outfit was looking to maintain.

A day after the seventh anniversary of the St. Valentine’s Day Massacre, McGurn entered a bowling alley…

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FINALLY is Finally in Print!

 

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Hooray! Issue #114 of the Iconoclast is finally out and available in print! Why am I so damn excited about that? Because my short story, “Finally” is smack dab in the middle of the magazine! Yee-Haw! A twisted tale about a mentally ill homeless man who picks Christmas Eve as the time to turn himself from being a failure into a success. Yes, he finally does it! At least according to how his pickled egg of a brain works. But his horrible actions are the absolute antithesis of Christmas. The narrative is purposely a bit choppy to bring the reader into Robert’s (the main character) head.

Weird, strange, sad, with some social commentary thrown into the mix “Finally” is more than just a scary story. It is a peek into the heads of the people who walk around many neighborhoods in America today because of so many mental health service facilities being consolidated and put out of reach. Things are too busy, high tech, and none of us know who is safe to talk to on the street anymore. Kindness is not always enough, as poor Mikey Hoolihan finds out. I don’t know what the answer is to the “Roberts” out there, but I do know that pretending they don’t exist isn’t working.

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The Iconoclast is a cool independent literary journal that is done totally old school by Editor Phil Wagner. All submissions are mailed in hard copies, as are your communications with the editor. If you’re not a patient person, don’t bother Phil. But, if you are, and you’ve always dreamed of writing like Jack Kerouac or Ray Bradbury on a clanking typewriter and mailing it off with high hopes to a magazine, you might like this. If you write strong poetry and want to see it in print, this is also a good place to try. Single copies of the Iconoclast are $5.00 but the better deal is subscribing and enjoying the slightly irregular appearances of the journal in your mailbox. Lots of good reading and this journal has been a starting point for some famous names as well!

The address for Iconoclast is: the Iconoclast
1675 Amazon Road
Mohegan Lake, NY 10547-1804
please make checks payable to: Phil Wagner
single issue $5
subscription: $20 for 6 issues (great deal!)

The magazine is standard magazine rack size and printed on thick heavy paper. A nice bonus, is that it is not plastic coated, so can be recycled easily, should you wish to do that. Most importantly, by supporting the Iconoclast, we are supporting ourselves as writers and keeping an indie magazine going!

If you do buy a copy and read my story, please let me know what you think! Thanks and good writing-Brian James Lewis

Prologue to an unfinished work

Sounds like another story in the works for famed writer, Timothy G. Huguenin! I like it, AND your label as a writer of Speculative fiction. It certainly saves you from being boxed in. This reads very well and makes the reader want to know more! I think that with things like Steampunk getting married up with Science Fiction that this story is ripe for development!

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I don’t know what will happen with this. I had been working on an idea for a novel set at the Moundsville prison, but this opening scene for a totally different story came to me the other day. I’m still keeping the prison novel in mind, but I think while this other idea has captured me I might follow it through and see where it leads. This is not part of my upcoming book, Little One, which I am currently finishing up and plan to publish in the summer. Soon I will share more of that. Until then, here’s the opening of—of what? A novella? Novel? I’m sure it will be longer than a short story. I don’t know where it will go and when it will end. Time will tell—or will it, if the watch is broken?

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