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Denise Hamilton writes the Eve Diamond crime novels set in today's multicultural Los Angeles. A Fulbright Scholar and former L.A. Times reporter, Denise's novels have been shortlisted for the Edgar Allen Poe and the Willa Cather Award. Denise is also editor of "Los Angeles Noir," an anthology from Akashic Books. Her latest novel is "Prisoner of Memory," set amidst the Cold War and L.A.'s Russian community. Visit her at www.denisehamilton.com. She lives somewhere between NoHo and Pasadena. Email
That’s the question I’m pondering as I sift through stories set in L.A.’s past as editor of Los Angeles Noir...
As my kids suit up as skeleton orcs and grim reapers tonight and prepare to trick or treat, I’ll be...
The Vandals, the Goths, the Saxons…the Zells? A tribe of one, but hey, a billionaire can hire his own legions...
It was 59 years ago today that brunette starlet Jean Spangler vanished, leaving behind a young daughter, gangster pals, movie...
Two years ago, the Ahmanson Theater was daring enough to stage The Black Rider, an avant-garde extravaganza that featured music...
I understand that the goal of this magazine is to sell lots of ads, and so they’ve steered away from...
Darby Crash lived fast, died young and left a needle-tracked corpse. The year was 1980, the heyday of LA punk,...
Librarians are some of my personal heroes, providing a beacon of light in a world that often seems hellbent on...
So I’m driving along Interstate 5, minding my own business, when a car one lane over and ahead of me...
Imagine Rocky Horror Picture Show meets Little Shop of Horrors. Now, throw in cockroaches, cloak & dagger CIA types, hitmen, a love story and lots of rock, rap and dancing.
What do serial killers Richard “The Night Stalker” Ramirez and Austrian Euro-ghoul Jack Unterweger have in common, besides the obvious?...
The developer who recently bought the Cecil Hotel on Main Street and announced a $7 million facelift of the 1927...
Judith Freeman and I are trying to conjure up Philip Marlowe’s Los Angeles. We want to see the city as...
As Halloween approaches, my thoughts turn from the merely morbid to the macabre, so I’m dreadfully sorry that a previous...
History envelops me as I enter the courtyard of the Egyptian Theater in the fading light. I see glamorous ghosts,...
Awhile back, I mused here about the perfect epigraph for “Los Angeles Noir,” the short story anthology I edited that...
My friend Cathy Seipp died today. It’s hard to write this because I can feel her peering over my shoulder,...
With the green shadow of Saint Patrick’s Day looming, my thoughts have turned to whether Los Angeles has produced any...
I used to see people fishing in the LA River and wonder what they thought they might catch - a...
I don’t think there was anybody in the mystery community quite like Barbara Seranella. Oh sure, a lot of us...
It was small, plastic and yellow, gamely navigating through the rocks and bushes along a stretch of the LA River...
Two years ago I stood in the gorgeous new store along with dozens of other authors and book people, raised a toast and wished Doug Dutton & Co well.
It was the early 1970s when Ray Bradbury and I met at Saint Patrick’s Elementary School Library in North Hollywood....
Reading Janet Fitch’s exquisite new novel took me hurtling back to the glory days of L.A.’s punk scene and gritty places like the Starwood and the Hong Kong Café. “Paint It Black” gave me that giddy rush of meeting an old friend I hadn’t seen in years.
Looking out the car window, the boys were captivated by goblins, ghosts, pumpkins and a decoration they had never seen: witches on brooms that had slammed into trees.
Back when movies about giant apes, dinosaurs and monsters were considered “B” fare and not $100 million extravaganzas, Ray Harryhausen was the go-to animator in special effects. He held court this weekend in Burbank.
The Chateau Marmont on the Sunset Strip ranks high on my children’s list of cool L.A. literary sites. It’s not...
Sometimes you have to face your fears. That’s why I took my bad old self down to Vroman’s in Pasadena...
Reading the strange Internet saga of Lonelygirl15, I was immediately struck by how closely the real-life story resembled a major plot thread in William Gibson’s latest novel "Pattern Recognition."
As editor of a short story anthology called “Los Angeles Noir” that’s due out in April 2007, I’ve been forced...
As a Mom with school-age children, the last week of August always tastes bittersweet. With Labor Day just around around...
As a native Angeleno, I've seen a lot of things on the freeways. Driving back from San Pedro on the...
I’ve been thinking about redevelopment lately. The city wants to build a state-of-the-art LAPD headquarters downtown to replace Parker Center,...
There's something quintessentially L.A. about going to see live theater at the Music Center. It's a ritual that moves me...
I've known Kevin for years, since we were both ink-stained wretches at the Los Angeles Times. Then he went off...
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As newspapers and television pull back from investigative reporting, foundations and other organizations are beginning to fill the void. One of the most interesting is Accountable California, a project of Local 721 of the Service Employees International Union.
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