I got some advice a long time ago. It came in two
parts: (1) just because a guy talks with an English accent doesn't mean
he's smarter than you and (2) just because a guy talks with a southern accent
doesn't mean he's dumber than you.
As I read Frank Wheeler, Jr.'s The Wowzer, the first thing that came to mind was that
second part. I'd advise you to keep that
in mind too when you read it (and you should
read it, if for no other reason than to tell people you were a fan of The Wowzer before it was cool—before it
got turned into a TV series or a movie).
The novel is narrated by Jerry, an Arkansas sheriff's deputy with a foot
in the drug underworld. And Jerry
doesn't much care if you're not used to the way he talks or the fact that he
drops the 'd' from the word 'and'. It
may be a bit jarring at first, but won't be long before you hear that drawl in
your head. I swear it's almost like I
was listening to an audiobook instead of reading it. Wheeler pulls of a mean trick with this
narration in dialect. Lots of writers
try it, few succeed. The only ones that
immediately jump to mind are Burgess and Welsh.
Good company to be in, I think.
Jerry's got some problems.
His girlfriend's learned that his activities aren't always on the right
side of the law. The local drug underworld
seems to be bursting at the seams with rogue activity. And someone is trying to kill him. Jerry, however, has some things going for
him. He's usually the smartest guy in
the room, even though no one usually realizes it. He's a good shot. And he's a psychopath that doesn't feel much
remorse when he has to, say, chop someone's head off in the middle of a gun
fight and use it to scare the crap out of the dope fiends trying to kill
him.
Yeah, this book was basically tailor-made for me.
It will be simply astounding to me if The Wowzer isn't on some Year's Best-type lists come January
2013. I'll be even more surprised if
Wheeler doesn't have to beat off the Hollywood types with a stick for the
rights to this book.
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