Better hurry if you want to be part of the Gangrey Book Gang. (Remember, though: Blood in, blood out, bitches.)
Order the first book, Barry Hannah's High Lonesome, from the Shoppes at Gangrey, or email Wright. He has a few copies left. We'll start reading next week.
A taste:
Since he had returned from Korea he and his wife lived in mutual disregard, which turned three times a month into animal passion then diminished on the sharp incline to hatred, at last collecting in time into silent equal fatigue. His face was ordinarily rimmed with a short white beard and his lips frozen like those of a perch, such a face as you see in shut-ins and winos. But he did not drink much anymore, he simply often…
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