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Bill Conlon’s Jesuit vocation got trumped by his lust for a high school girl. It didn’t matter that she looked eighteen or got him hooked on smack; it was statutory rape, and she was the niece of a congressman, so Bill served his entire twelve year stretch without parole. It gave him plenty of time to think, not only about what he did to her, but the cascading effects of his moral lapse, including the suicide of his younger brother whose appointment to the Naval Academy was canceled because of Bill’s crime. Then, when young Mikey Osborne got shivved in the prison yard and it appears related to a burgeoning Department of Corrections food scandal, Mikey’s likely killer, Deadly Eddie Matthews, becomes the focus of Bill’s redemption. But vengeance was the wrong track, and it takes Bill’s love for barmaid and ex-roller derby athlete Louise Bearden and her kidnapping by Deadly Eddie to finally learn: when you’re on the wrong track, every station you go by is the wrong station.
“The first thing that got me when I picked up Lanny Larcinese’s book was a fantastic title, I Detest All My Sins. Then I read it and wow, it certainly lives up to that title. Wonderfully dark protagonist and a gritty, original story that’s impossible to put down.”
     David Swinson, Author of Crime Song and The Second Girl
“Lanny Larcinese spins a tale as dark, disillusioned and downright hard-boiled as James M. Cain ever did. Who says American noir is dead?”
     Jake Needham, Author of Don’t Get Caught, The Girl in the Window, and The Big Mango
I Detest All My Sins by Lanny Larcinese is a hell of a read. It’s dark and exciting, and Lanny is one of the great new voices in the genre.”
     John Gilstrap, author of Scorpion Strike and the Jonathan Grave thriller series
“Don’t hang up that trenchcoat just yet! The great pulp-noir tradition, as practiced by masters like David Goodis and Jim Thompson, is alive and well in the steady hands of Lanny Larcinese. I Detest All My Sins is not to be missed.”

     Peter Blauner, author of Sunrise Highway and Slow Motion Riot

About

Lanny Larcinese

Lanny Larcinese is a native mid-westerner and dyed-in-the-wool city guy transplanted to the City of Brotherly Love where he has been writing fiction for seven years. His prize-winning short stories and non-fiction have appeared in magazines and online publications. When not writing, he lets his daughter, Amanda Kohn, charm him out of his socks, and works at impressing his longtime companion and artist Jackie Perskie, who is his first-eyeballs reader and helps keep his work visual. Lanny is very active in the writing community, supportive of those behind him on the curve, and deferential to those ahead of him whose inspiration and mastery of craft are constant sources of stimulation since he gets jealous easily.

 

 

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I Detest All My Sins

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Women: One Man’s Journey

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Women: One Man’s Journey

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Prologue

Dear Eve,

I know you join with me in sharing wonderful memories of how cool things were back in the garden before we ate that damned fruit.

Back then we just were. We had nothing to do but hang out with all the animals and didn’t have a care in the world. And that Golden Delicious tasted so good! Who knew its core was pride and arrogance, and its seeds suspicion, manipulativeness and greed? We blew it, Evie, we really did.

Some say you and I were from different planets, even though we share a lot in common. Yet, no denying—we’re different in so many ways. But for that damned apple, we would have fit together like Legos. Instead, our differences became sandpaper, and while sanding each other down to survive as a team we left footprints of resentment, contention and mystery in the sawdust on the floor.

So here we are, millennia later, partners—for better and for worse—doing our best to recreate those good old days, still trying to purge those awful apple toxins. Turns out that our hearts are a bizarre pump—blood in, blood out—yet an exquisite torture device.

But Honey, I still love you, no matter what. And it’s so important that you love me too. We can work it out, can’t we? We must. We need each other. We didn’t lose everything back in Eden; we still have each other. And that makes me happy. I hope it makes you happy too.

Yours forever,

Adam