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On Saturday, July 11, Tom Piccirilli died. I remember stumbling on A Lower Deep back in 2001. It sat on a shelf in the book section of Kroger, that f**king harlequin staring me down like I owed it money. I remember being drawn in by the smooth, morose lyrical prose down into the depths of this weird ass necromancer and …

EVERY SHALLOW  CUT Shit. You think you know a guy, then he has to go flip the script on you and leave you flailing out in the cold, mumbling something about your favorite thermos through frostbitten lips. Yep, T-Pic the mighty has come back around with a quick shot to the solar plexus in the form of this new novella, …

“He’d been waiting for the chance to cut somebody, to chop somebody up, to move up from steak and veal and pork ribs. Killer for morality, murderer for God, vicious for middle class America. Everybody just wanted the self-righteous excuse to maul somebody else, to threaten, to scare somebody the way they’d been scared their entire lives.” I remember a …

My Mother had never turned her back on anyone in the family for a minute. I swallowed down a surge of hatred for her parents. I wanted to meet these people. Along with that came a vague anger toward my father for falling in love with her and stealing her away.My Mother had never turned her back on anyone in …

“The last kind words ever spoken to Jesus were spoken by a thief.” Normally, I’d start off with some kind of hook, a generalized statement that ties into my feelings about the book being reviewed. Summary. A well reasoned list of pro’s and con’s. Professional and clean, if a bit self-conscious at times. That’s not what you’re getting today, because …

The Last Whisper in the Dark (his followup to The Last Kind Words), I thought it might be nice to take a look aback at one of my favorite books from the man. Then tear the flesh off its bones so I can watch its heart beat while all joy flutters away. I tend to do those this. Of course, …

“TO SEE MORE IS TO FIND OBLIVION. THIS IS WHAT MAKES YOU DIE.” Because it always feels so personal, it’s hard to separate Piccirilli’s work from the man himself. It certainly doesn’t help the situation when he names his first person narrator Tommy Pic. Of course, he knows that and I’m fairly certain that the bastard is intentionally messing with …

  Futile Efforts By Tom Piccirilli Published: 2010 Publisher: Cemetery Dance Publications Cost: $40 “The dog is chewing into his chest, about to crack through the breastbone and get to the thick meat of his heart inside. Lash took the little bastard in because it was shivering under an abandoned Chevy with six saturated tickets beneath a busted wiper, rain …