2 From Jake Hinkson by Paul D. Brazill

Albert Camus, All Due Respect, Blue Collar Noir, Crime Fiction, Euro Noir, France, International Noir, Italy, Jake Hinkson, Jim Thompson, Punk Noir Magazine, Short Stories

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An alcoholic cop, a Jesus freak, a pregnant homeless teenager, a stripper, a cop in debt to a gangster, and the manager of a fast food joint who is in the wrong place at the wrong time are all  part of the rich and varied cast of characters in The Deepening Shade, Jake Hinkson’s superlative short story collection.

The writing is vivid, lyric and brutal. The stories are powerful and involving. The characters are human, all too human.

Every story in this collection is a gem but standouts for me were Makers And Coke, Night Terrors, The Serpent Box and Our Violence.

The Deepening Shade


Paul is a troublemaker. A rough and ready kind of guy, he loses his job in a Mississippi plastics factory after getting into a fight with the Foreman.

So, he hits the road and ends up in Texaco. Running low on cash, he decides to rob a fat man and steal his car. But things don’t go to plan.
The fat man introduces himself as Geoffrey Webb and he tells the harrowing story of his time as a youth minister at a small Baptist church in Arkansas and his seemingly inevitable descent into something painfully close to a literal hell as his life spirals out of control and ever downward.
Hell On Church Street  is Jake Hinkson’s impressively confident debut novel and it is simply magnificent.
An incredibly dark but richly hued blend of Jim Thompson‘s brand of noir and Camus’ The Fall, Hell On Church Street is both gripping and chilling. Beautifully written, perfectly paced and full of harsh insights into the innate duplicity (and self-duplicity) of human beings. Absolutely brilliant.
Hell On Church Street is currently out of print in English but hopefully this will be rectified soon. However, it is, along with more of Jake Hinkson‘s books, available in Italian and  French
Hell On Chirch Street in French

Poetry: Outside The Burnt Out Notre Dame by Ian Copestick

France, Ian Copestick, Indie, Poetry, Punk Noir Magazine

I saw on the TV news, as they were reporting
From outside the burnt out Notre Dame
That it has stood there for 850 years.
All the way back to the 12th Century.
It really made me think, all of the changes
That have happened in that time, the cathedral
Stood there witnessing it all. If a building
Can be called a witness. Why not ?
From farmers on their horse and carts
To the horror that was Paris in the time
Of the black death. All of the way through the
Abattoir that was the French Revolution
When the streets ran red with blood
And the rats are better than any person.
Then two world wars and in 1940
When above Gay Paree  flew the flag
Of a swastika. Then the terrorist atrocities
Of the last decade that have shown us
How the world and warfare has changed.
I don’t really care about the religious
Importance, and old cathedrals aren’t really
My thing. Just the fact that it’s been there
Whilst so many people perish, makes
Me feel something, even if I’m not sure what.

Bio: Ian Lewis Copestick is a 46 year old writer from Stoke on Trent England.
Although he started writing poetry in 2001, he only started sending them out for publication 8 months ago. In this time he has had over 100 poems and 5 short stories published. He is featured in print anthologies by Alien Buddha Press and Horror Sleaze Trash.
His first book Detritus Of The Drunken Night is OUT NOW, published by Cajun Mutt Press.