Monday, October 31, 2005

The Bookhouse Boy is Dead ... Long Live the Bookhouse Boy

I've had a lot of fun with this blog over the past year (yes, I passed the one-year mark two weeks ago). However, I've gotten to a point in my life where I just can't dedicate myself to writing that isn't going anywhere, and this blog is prime suspect number one.

The best posts I did were the result of my sick mind taking over, and I'm trying to harness that bugger with fiction right now. I'm starting a novel tomorrow. Gulp. If you haven't read my story in issue #2 of thug lit, please check it out. Issue #3 came out today, so there's a whole new batch of stuff to read as well.

I'm hoping to be able to transfer the Bookhouse to my new website, taking it out of blog form, where it sucks.

My name is Jordan Harper, and I'm a freelance writer living in Brooklyn. While I'm having my homepage built, I'm going to use myspace as my online home. It's got a blog that I'm going to be using as a news service to let you know what's on my mind and new stories I've had published. Please come by and say hello.

I'd especially like to thank the true crime bloggers I've befriended since starting this blog: Laura, Steve and Trench. Keep up the good work, and don't hold me moving to fiction against me. Steve, I expect to see a book soon. Laura, soon after. Trench, just keep teasing the mutants.

So long, and thanks for all the blood!

Sunday, October 16, 2005


Check back november first to see if this blog lives or dies. Email me at if you'd like.

Monday, October 03, 2005


Last Friday I went to the Thug Lit party to celebrate the second issue of the online magazine (see the post below). I got to meet some heavy-hitters in the crime fiction field, including Ken Bruen, Jason Starr and Charlie Stella. They were quite polite to this no-name one-story writer, and I'm going to be reviewing a lot of their work here in the future. I also met up and coming writer Pat Lambe, who was kind enough to provide me with a lot of reading material and links.

The crime fiction scene is growing here in America, as well it should be. The amount of our films that are crime-fiction severely outbalances the amount of literature that is available on the same subjects. I'm still learning, yo.

On a separate note, I didn't get a popcorn lunch this Friday as I was on a bus to DC to visit friends. But that night I did get to see Serenity, which is excellent. It's not really a crime film (although the main characters are bank robbers), so no full review. But it's very worth seeing, even if you've never watched the Joss Whedon show it's based on. Which I'm Netflixing now. This Friday I'm expecting to popcorn lunch Capote, unless something else catches my eye.