But not because it was short (although that helped) but because, simply put, it was one of the best things I’d read in a long time. This little chunk of midwestern noir had everything I hadn’t realized I’d wanted. No. That’s not true. I knew what I wanted pretty keenly, I guess, because I’d written a novel called Gun Monkeys, and I’d filled it with all the things I’d wanted – violence, biting humor, frank and direct sex, and a protagonist that challenged the reader. We are faced with a seemingly endless mob of formulaic “likable” protagonists doing tedious predictable things to save the day. What The Ice Harvest showed me was that there was at least one other person (and really there are plenty) like me who wanted something different.
Subterranean Books (they'll have signed editions)
Barnes & Noble
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