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. 

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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

The Hungry Caterpillar

It was certainly uncommon to most museums. Never have the items, precious, been up for sale, starting at a round one-hundred pounds and upwards from...

Hermitaxia

HERMITAXIA Rhianna waited in line, and noticed a guy, around her age, sitting on a sofa across the bar from her. Out of all the white men in all the...
Cherry

The Second World War: PART 10 - Otto Krause - Nuremberg (1946)

KRAUSE 10. 1946 NUREMBERG It was blisteringly cold on the morning of October sixteenth in the south-eastern state of Bavaria. The Palace of Justice,...

The Second World War: PART 9 - Roger Farrier - Paris (1945)

The smashed mirror of water became whole once more when the unshaven face emerged from its depths.

The Second World War: PART 8 - Adelise Gèroux - Paris (1944)

Roger Farrier crossed the landing and unlocked the door marked 16A, stepping inside and twisting the lock behind him in the same movement. He slotted the thin brass chain into place and, while drawing it to the right, a horrid feeling came over him.

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