Middling Meat, Stephen Lackey

Have you ever had a good friend write a novel? It’s mostly cool but there are some tiny flecks of suck here and there. First fleck of suck is that green bitch envy, but I squished her between my toes pretty quickly. The only real bit of suck that scared me was the fear that it sucked. Is my buddy of over twenty years expecting praise or is he expecting the truth from me. Luckily for me I didn’t have to find out. My buddy put into my hands a mean little beast of a story. A tribute to all of those goretastic exploitation films from the seventies. Not really my thing. I love pulp but my tastes tend to run towards morally challenged private dicks not hillbillies with separation anxiety. Anyway I was worrying over nothing.  Besides a few misspellings or grammatical suggestions, very few with my command of spelling and grammar, there was nothing in there that I found worth complaining about.

“Nothing worth complaining about” talking about damning with faint praise. Not only could I find nothing to complain about I loved the thing. If it wasn’t written by my best friend I never would have touched it but I loved every greasey little minute of it.

Now that was all a couple of years ago. Now Stephen’s going to be making a movie of the book. Here’s the website. So I thought I would go back and read it again. So I went and bought the pdf from Lulu for $2.50. Would I love it as much the second time around. Would I still get the chill down my spine like the first time I read it. Yes I would and I did.

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