No Hablo Ingles by Manuel Ramos
In trolling around for good stories to read (avoiding the dozen anthologies I have staring at me from the shelves) I found this nifty little story by Manuel Ramos, author of a half dozen books I reviewed here last year; I loved them.
The story is more of Manuel's jazzy, smooth prose applied to not so much a crime story but an atmosphere of criminality.
A down and out lawyer (Manuel's favorite kind) is sought out by a young lady, but he refuses to help her having troubles of his own. This is happening on the Tex/Mex border, at El Paso/Juarez where hundreds of young women in the last few years have been murdered and mutilated. Anyway, along the way to finding out that he really should have lent this young lady a helping hand, the lawyer takes a surreal trip to Saint of Death and gets shot...Not by the Saint. Anyway. Take a look. As with everything this man writes, you won't regret it.
The story is more of Manuel's jazzy, smooth prose applied to not so much a crime story but an atmosphere of criminality.
A down and out lawyer (Manuel's favorite kind) is sought out by a young lady, but he refuses to help her having troubles of his own. This is happening on the Tex/Mex border, at El Paso/Juarez where hundreds of young women in the last few years have been murdered and mutilated. Anyway, along the way to finding out that he really should have lent this young lady a helping hand, the lawyer takes a surreal trip to Saint of Death and gets shot...Not by the Saint. Anyway. Take a look. As with everything this man writes, you won't regret it.
posted by Steven at
12:38 AM
2 Comments:
Steven:
Thank you for the plug - that story poured out - ever have that feeling where the words appear on the page, almost on their own? In any event, that issue of Hardluck Stories has some very good stories, I hope you get a chance to read them all. There seems to be a lot of good short fiction on the Net now - I just need the time to enjoy it all. Mejores -
You're very welcome. You keep writing, I'll keep praising. You're the real deal. The prose in that story as in everything you write came out like smooth jazz. Good stuff.
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