I was lucky enough to get a story in the new edition of Drunk on the Moon: A Roman Dalton Anthology. Of course I turned to the original crooner of ‘Drunk on the Moon’ for inspiration and chose a tune from One from the Heart, an unjustly overlooked disc from Waits and the crystal-voiced Crystal Gayle.
‘Broken Bicycles’ takes a look at the collateral damage of crime in The City and how desperation drives people to try mad ways out of apparent hopelessness — even if your only role models come from comic books. Check out the whole collection for more adventures with the werewolf P.I. Great stories and the price is right.
Yes, you can get the brand-spanking-new edition of Drunk on the Moon: A Roman Dalton Anthology for FREE! Thanks to Mr Brit Grit himself, Paul D Brazill, who created the werewolf detective and the crazy City he prowls. Take a gander at the contents:
The Darke Affair by Allan Leverone
It’s a Curse by K A Laity
Insatiable by B R Stateham
Fear the Night by Julia Madeleine
Back to Nature by Jason Michel
Getting High on Daisy by Richard Godwin
Silver Tears by John Donald Carlucci
A Fire in the Blood by Katherine Tomlinson
Broken Bicycles by Graham Wynd
Yep, that’s right, I’ve got a story in this new edition where I get to take Mr B’s world for a little spin. You can make out like Ton Ton Philippe and snatch it up for free but you better act fast. Click the cover above to buy or just here.
The hits just keep on coming — out now and FREE for 48 hours, more adventures from your favourite werewolf PI: The Neon Boneyard.
‘In the neon-soaked, blood-spattered hell-hole they call The City, Roman Dalton struggles to fight the forces of darkness, even when he becomes a creature of the night. Werewolves, vampires, zombies: they’re all just amateurs when it come to the real menace who haunts the streets. Let Brazill take you on a grim dark journey to hell and back. Bring lots of whisky: it’s a rough ride.’ K A Laity, author of White Rabbit.
Another fistful of fun from Blackwitch Press. A bunch of terrific writers run away with Paul D. Brazill‘s werewolf detective Roman Dalton and the dark madness of The City. Matt Hilton brings ‘Booze and Ooze’ while Vincent Zandri takes on ‘Full Moonlight’. ‘Chances Are’ you’ll enjoy Carrie Clevenger’s fresh take on the old cop tale. Ponzi schemes from JJ Toner, darkness from Veronica Marie Lewis-Shaw and wild times from Chris Rhatigan, Ben Sobieck and Ben Lelièvre. The lad himself rounds out the collection with ‘The Brain Salad Murders.’ Spend a night with the werewolf detective and you’ll never be the same again — and who’d want to be?
Today’s Rogue is Mr B, the godfather of Brit Grit, Paul D. Brazill: readers of this blog will already be familiar with the mastermind behind Roman Dalton, Gumshoe and of course Exiles. It won’t surprise anyone that he’s a Rogue, too…
Who’s your Rogue?
Diggsy in ‘Route 66 And All That’ is a small-town postman who occasionally dips his toes into the dirty and shallow waters of small-time crime.
What crime would you really want to get away with?
I’ve always thought that ‘crimes against humanity’ would sound impressive on a rap sheet. Better to be hung for a herd of sheep etc
What author can’t you do without?
Askey. Sorry, what was that, I’m a bit mutton …
What movie best captures the criminal life?
Wild Bill: Former tough guy Bill returns home to his dreary flat in a London tower block, after 11 years in the nick, only to find out that his wife has done a runner to Spain, leaving their two young sons to fend for themselves. Writer Danny King, director Dexter Fletcher and a collection of great performances turn what could have been merely grim social realism into a splendid, funny and moving film.
Are you a criminal mastermind or just a mild-mannered dreamer?
A criminally minded dreamer.
Find Brazill across all media:
There are, broadly speaking, two types of drinkers. There is the man whom we all know, stupid, unimaginative, whose brain is bitten numbly by numb maggots; who walks generously with wide-spread, tentative legs, falls frequently in the gutter, and who sees, in the extremity of his ecstasy, blue mice and pink elephants…. The other type of drinker has imagination, vision. Even when most pleasantly jingled he walks straight and naturally, never staggers nor falls, and knows just where he is and what he is doing. It is not his body but his brain that is drunken.
Paul D. Brazill has a wicked sense of humour and a bunch of gritty stories that make you wince even while you’re laughing. His stories follow the lot of broken-down last-chance guys, tough dames and would-be swindlers who might be just a little too clever for their own good to last long. However promising things might be at the start, it’s all bound to go pear-shaped before the day’s over. A Case of Noir gave us Luke Case, a down-at-the-heel wanderer who allows events to take him whither they will, yet he always seems to float to the top of the wreckage with an ease that surprises even him. Gumshoe details the career of would-be shamus Peter Ord, who drinks his days away in a northern seaport and occasionally manages to solves cases — mostly by sidestepping the carnage when everything goes haywire. Roman Dalton, Werewolf P.I. is just what it says on the tin: wild adventures with a gritty investigator who has to deal with the forces of evil (living and undead) while keeping one eye on the waxing moon. Sometimes I suspect Brazill has captured characters that escaped from some unwritten Tom Waits’ song. Once you step into his worlds, you won’t want to leave.
Jack London wrote, “A good joke will sell quicker than a good poem, and, measured in sweat and blood, will bring better remuneration.” Is that why your books are always funny?
It’s a nice thought but my books sell like cold cakes, so maybe not many people find them funny. Everything’s funny, though, isn’t it?
Guns Of Brixton, is a short, sharp slice of PUNK FICTION published by Caffeine Nights Publications.
Here’s the blurb:
‘A foul-mouthed, violently comic crime caper, full of gaudy characters and dialogue sharp enough to shave with.’
When London gangster Mad Tony Cook gives aging thugs Big Jim and Kenny Rogan the simple task of collecting a briefcase from northern courier Half-Pint Harry he doesn’t suspect that the courier will end up dead in his lock-up, or that Kenny and Big Jim will then dress up in drag to rob a jeweler’s shop and lose the coveted briefcase. A fast-moving, wild, and hilarious search for the missing briefcase quickly ensues, with fatal consequences.
Has Brixton become too genteel?
Oh, I haven’t been to Brixton for donkey’s years. I used to go quite a bit – especially to The Ritzy cinema and the bars on Coldharbour Lane — just as it was becoming gentrified and arty-farty and I certainly preferred it that way …
You’re always recommending terrific music. What role does music play in your writing? Do all writers secretly wish to be rock stars?
I suspect a lot of writers secretly wish to be musical journalists when that was a cool thing to be, like the bloke in High Fidelity.
I’d certainly like to be a songwriter, though a lot of the singers I’d like to write for– like Dusty Springfield — are dead. I will write a musical one day, though.
I’d be first in line to get tickets to that. Do you believe in tortured artists?
There are quite a few who deserve to be tortured — no names, no pack drill.
Is Brit Grit the new British Invasion and if so, which band would you be?
Freddie & The Dreamers. Punk Fiction is the new thing, though. And I’m The Rezillos.
I stand corrected. The Rezillos rock. Saw them in Dundee a few months back. I know you’re a fan of The Portrait of Dorian Gray. If you were to get your portrait painted would it be real or surreal?
It’s all in the eye of the beerholder.
If you could be Batman for a day would you tackle crime in Gotham City or just swan about in your fine costume?
I’d just get pissed in Wayne Manor, probably.
I bet he’s got a stellar liquor cabinet. What’s coming up next for you?
I’m tidying up the follow up to Guns Of Brixton, it’s called Holidays In The Sun. More PUNK FICTION. The Neon Boneyard should be out over the next few months — it takes place in The City and features Roman Dalton-Werewolf PI and his crew. I’ve a story in the next issue of All Due Respect magazine called ‘The Last Laugh’ and Spinetingler Magazine will be publishing a yarn called ‘The Postman Cometh’. Oh, and I might write a follow up to A Case Of Noir.
You’re a busy man. Write faster, I want something new to read. Thanks for taking the time today, Mr B.