I as previousl familiar with Frank Bill 's writing after surviving a close encounter with his debut -- the short story collection Crimes In Southern Indiana.
I liked it! So you can bet when I heard this guy was about to publish his first boo I became very afraid, and incredibly, very obsessed with getting my hands on it to read it.Usually my eyes tend to glaze over and ignore most book blurbs because they lways seem so generic and at their worst, sycophantic.
But at their best, book blurbs can capture in a few short phrases the very tail of the beast itself and show you its face.
But ow you 're looking at me tapping your foot impatiently saying: " Yeah, but what the hell is this book about? " I would give you plot summary lowdown -- about bare-knuckle fighting in the backwoods of Southern Indiana, about desperate family man Jarhead Johnny Earl who 's oing to kil a thousand dollars to cover the entry fee into the infamous annual Donnybrook tournament.Then there 's meth-making brother and sister Angus ( nickname Chainsaw) and Liz who put the F.U.N. in family dysfunction.
He is awesome.This mad, manic mélange of murderers, misfits and miscreants will eventually descend upon the Donnybrook -- a three day stint of brawling, booze and drugs run by a an named McGill, who makes the Governor from the Walking Dead comics look like Mr. Rogers.
And as my mama always told me -- never trust a woma with two first names.This review also appears at Busty Book Bimbo and Shelf-Inflicted.