Category Archives: semi-fiction

HORSENECK BEACH by Peter Nolan Smith

Written May 17 1994 The morning after my senior prom in 1970 I drove my date down to Horseneck Beach in my older brother’s VW Beetle. The graduating class of my all-boys parochial high school were having a beer bash in the dunes. We crossed the bridge over the Westport River at noon. After parking […]

THE BEST FORM OF FLATTERY by Peter Nolan Smith

Written Sep 24, 2010 Midtown traffic was snarled by the security measures protecting foreign dignitaries from any harm during the annual UN General Assembly. Crosstown streets were closed east of 5th Avenue and the beeping tentacles of the congestion packed Madison Avenue. My bus took twenty minutes to cover ten blocks. I was late for […]

VOW OF SILENCE by Peter Nolan Smith

Almost everyone in the world has a phone. Cellular service instantly connects New York with Antarctica or Greenland. I call my son Fenway’s mom and Mam will pick up in Thailand. Every minute millions of cellular calls and SMS messages crisscross the globe searching billions of destinations. We are so close, yet so far away […]

ZOMBIES IN MY DREAMS by Peter Nolan Smith

Written Mar 31, 2016 at 11:26 Pattaya was not Venice and certainly no one on the Coasta del Crime pretended to be a reincarnated Thomas Mann writing a Thai version of TO DIE IN VENICE. At least no one I knew, however plenty of farangs and Thais died in the Last Babylon. Many of natural causes. Some […]

Sirens of Soi 6 # 1

Written Apr 16, 2016 at 07:20 Soi 6 was never quiet day or night. Motorcycles roared down the narrow street. Western and Thai music blasted from a score of competing sound systems. The conversations between the girls were in loud Thai accompanied to shouts at the farang men braving the gauntlet of bars running from […]