Whiskey for beginners (an EVERYBODY KNOWS excerpt)

EVERYBODY KNOWS, my satirical, Southern-fried novel from JackLeg Press, is out in the world, signed copies available at Memphis’s Burke’s Book Store and Novel. Order it anywhere, including Bookshop.org, where your purchase supports local shops. Yes, there’s a Kindle edition, too.

Here’s an excerpt:

The boy sat lounging in the middle of the county road, half on his back and resting on one elbow. He was a rough-hewn son of Southern privilege in idle defiance. He was that dangerous — ten years old and wouldn’t have budged for an oncoming car if God was behind the wheel. He was stout for ten but sounded half again as old. Already he could drive a tractor and shoot a rifle and carry three twelve-year-old tacklers across a goal line. The one time he’d gulped his father’s whiskey hadn’t gone so well, but he was devising a scheme by which he would try sipping the stuff.