by Tony Burgess
“It is what it is. That’s her car out there and, well, that’s her right there.”
Jeremy looks at the woman again. There’s a few flies dipping in and out of the back of her skull.
“What happened to her?”
I feel a little uncomfortable. I wasn’t really planning to lay it all out like this.
“Well, I hate to say this but I killed her.”
Jeremy nods slowly. He’s starting to take this in and I’m relieved.
“Don’t ask me why. Anything I say is just gonna sound ridiculous.”
I rub my hand in my hair. I want to appear frustrated.
“Things just got out of control.”
Bob Clark owns the Self Serve in Cashtown Corners. It’s the only business there and Bob is the only resident. He’s never been comfortable around other people. Until he starts to kill them. And murder, Bob soon discovers, is magic.
People Live Still in Cashtown Corners is Bob’s account of a tragedy we all thought was senseless.
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Praise for Tony Burgess
“. . . Burgess’s prose is confident, poetic and even, at times, beautiful.”
“Tony Burgess . . . is one of this country’s most distinctive indie-alternative voices.”
—The Toronto Star
“Burgess brings something original and fresh to the psycho-noir tradition . . . . With books like Waste, Bloody Women, The Disassembled Man and short stories like ‘Hold You,’ ‘Pillow Talk’ and ‘Carpaccio’ it looks like the psycho-noir is experiencing a bit of a renaissance for those readers willing to seek them out and People Live Still in Cashtown Corners is a worthy addition. Recommended.”
“After finishing People Live Still in Cashtown Corners, you won’t know whether to applaud Burgess’ impressively large literary cohones or arrange to have him committed to the nearest mental health facility.”
—Paul Goat Allen, Barnes & Noble Community Blog
“Tony Burgess combines lyricism with graphic, cinematic violence.”
—Quill & Quire
“Buy all his books.”