The voice on the telephone was sharp and insistent, but Trace couldn’t hear what the man was saying because he was still half asleep and was holding the receiver upside down. He suddenly recalled a Ch… more →
8763 WonderlandRodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: “Jungle Sam” Katzman was a ghost in Hollywood, a writer’s agent with a nose for li … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: “What in the name of jumping Jesus is this fucking shit?” Trace clawed a copy of the pap … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: That motherfucker, she fumed, I’m so pissed at him that I can very well envision living out th … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: Six hours a day ringing up the same monotonous figures hour after hour: ninety-nine cents, ninety-ni … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: Why the hell can I not find a single copy of one of my favorite novellas from the 1970s, Rudolph Wur … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: “Did you get the Chester Himes book I left for you at the front desk, Trace?” Trace grum … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: It has been a difficult week. I’m wrestling with a painfully dull script I must write — … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: The old man hitched his pants over his bulging waistline and snorted. He stood on the porch, proudly … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: “Next in line!” the library clerk chirped. Eleanor shuddered when the tall man in the gr … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: Butch occupied a table in a corner, far away from the jukebox and wrapped in shadows. He liked darkn … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 1 year ago: I spent the better part of this windswept weekend revamping my old web site, 8763 Wonderland. Just b … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 2 years ago: The voice on the telephone was sharp and insistent, but Trace couldn’t hear what the man was saying … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 2 years ago: Trace missed the toilet. He jerked the soiled gray sweatpants down around his ankles but before he c … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 3 years ago: “Is Nasser Reid still alive?” Trace asked the white-bearded bartender. He had to shout to be heard o … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 3 years ago: “Did you know that Nasser Reid used to own The Blue Orchid?” Trace asked Lisa over his cell phone. H … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 3 years ago: Trace wasn’t scheduled to meet Marcel in Long Beach until three o’clock. He wasn’t in the mood to st … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 3 years ago: Dan Knight’s Hollywood bungalow is as dark and spartan as a monk’s cell. The tightly-shuttered Venet … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 3 years ago: “It’s time for you to die,” Dan Knight snarled at the corpulent editor. “I hope you understand that … more →
Rodger Jacobs wrote 3 years ago: Lisa disentangled her long legs from the crisp brown sheets and answered the hotel phone with a groa … more →