Can we all just stand up for a minute a hold a lighter in the air for Daniel Kraus?
Because, Rotters was seriously the SHIT.
Life is pretty plain for the nerdy Joey Crouch. He’s a junior in high school, plays the trumpet, and goes pretty much unnoticed by the rest of the student body. But when his mom is killed in a sudden accident, Joey’s world is turned upside down when he is sent to live with his weirdo absentee dad in rural Iowa.
Things are not what they seem when Joey goes to live in his father’s filthy little shack. An ever-present stench lingers in the air and it soon becomes apparent that something about his dad is not normal. Rather than spending his time focusing on senior year, Joey is about to learn one of the world’s oldest professions…
Say what?! (You heard me, bitch).
I’m not even going to tell you anything else about it. You need to read it. Kraus masterfully blends the grotesque, the macabre, and most importantly the living and the dead. Seems that not so much separates us, after all…
Seriously, I. Could. Not. Put. It. Down.
5 trusty shovels of 5