J. A. Stapleton

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I have 104 stories published in 17 collections on the site.
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J. A. Stapleton is the author of three crime novels.  His epistolary short story “Loyalty” was published by ESTRO in 2017.  His film reviews are available on Instagram and Facebook, with in-print weekly reviews published in REBEL magazine for the University of Essex.  He was recognised for his efforts and work exhibited in the Albert Sloman Library as a writer of the University. 

His novels are currently in the editing stage.  The Detective Lacey series span four books set in Los Angeles between December 1941 and September 1949.  His literary influences are Ian Fleming, Lee Child, Michael Connelly, Raymond Chandler and James Ellroy. 

© J. A. Stapleton 2022

J. A. Stapleton does not claim to own any of the images used nor does he make money from them, each having been sourced from Wikimedia Commons and his own illustrations.  No copyright intended.

My stories

Cherry

Paint It, Red (Part II of II)

4 The tires of the black ’62 Lincoln Continental dug in and spat out the gravel with frustration. It drew alongside the flight of steps leading into...
Cherry

Paint It, Red (Part I of II)

1 An hour later I was back in my cell, sweating again, plotting my own death. I missed my wife Katharine terribly. But, above all things circulating...

RUN RABBIT RUN.

RUN, RABBIT, RUN. On the farm, ev'ry Friday On the farm, it's rabbit pie day So ev'ry Friday that ever comes along I get up early and sing this...

To Live and Die - Chapter 1 / Persona non Grata (2 of 2)

He opened his eyes and there was a low moan from the struggling engine under the colossal weight of two and a half tons. The driver slowed down to a...

To Live and Die - Chapter 1 / Persona non Grata (1 of 2)

It happened when the farmers had already set out across the barren landscapes with their tools in hand, unsuspecting. The sun was fast rising in the...

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