About

Elias J. McClellan

PROFANE shop steward, reluctant employee, amateur speller, would-be writer.

*Update 04/20/22*

My wife’s breast cancer diagnosis has sidetracked all-of-the-below. All crime and writer-talk can be found here. When my Missus is safe/sound, then we’ll get back to shady business.

Crime is my thing. Crime fiction, true-crime, crime movies, hell, sing-a-longs. So, obviously, that’s what’s on the program–bad men, dangerous women, and sinister Oldsmobiles. There will be typos, there will be bad jokes, (politics), and there will be brilliance. Truly, I plan on sharing other people’s stuff, here too.

The sheltered, sensitive child in a family of bad men, I grew up obsessed with their world. Elmore Leonard to Daniel Woodrell inspire me to write crooked fiction inspired by criminal history. Walter Mosley, Patricia Highsmith, and Oyinkan Braithwaite, showed me how to use my own voice–shaded with New Mexico mountains, Louisiana accents, and Texas savagery.

Work in the criminal and family courts imposed a practical framework on my imagination but did nothing for my dance skills.