Another great find on Smashwords is this writer, Moxie Mezcal. I just read her collection ‘3’ on a sick day off from work and enjoyed it very much, especially the first and third, which are mysteries of different sorts. The first story, called ‘Home Movie’, is about a porn-store clerk investigating an apparent snuff-flick accidentally discovered by customers. The third, called ‘Fake’, is about a journalist who concocted a hoax about a murder victim. The middle story, ‘1999’, in which ‘nothing happens’, suggests a sort of mystery by the end, but didn’t draw me in the way the other two did. I especially enjoyed the way the stories operated, this ‘drawing in’ of the reader, deeper and deeper until you think you’ve reached the heart of the matter, but find you’re only halfway there. They keep going, and that’s the mark of a fine storyteller, in my view, because by a certain point of most stories, you think you know how it’s going to end, what’s going on, who’s who and all that, but when ‘you think you know, but you don’t know’ (to quote the inimitable Jim Mora), that’s when you find yourself under the spell.

Concrete Underground by Moxie Mezcal
A mad saga of the dark side of Silicon Valley, destined for the San Jose Fiction Hall of Fame