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Crimes in Southern Indiana: Stories
by
Frank Bill
A ferocious debut that puts Frank Bill’s southern Indiana on the literary map next to Cormac McCarthy’s eastern Tennessee and Daniel Woodrell’s Missouri Ozarks
Crimes in Southern Indiana is the most blistering, vivid, flat-out fearless debut to plow into American literature in recent years. Frank Bill delivers what is both a wake-up call and a gut punch. Welcome to heartlan...more
Crimes in Southern Indiana is the most blistering, vivid, flat-out fearless debut to plow into American literature in recent years. Frank Bill delivers what is both a wake-up call and a gut punch. Welcome to heartlan...more
Paperback, 288 pages
Published
August 30th 2011
by FSG Originals
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sorry, canada. i know i just gave tony burgess the title of "sick fuck," * but i am going to be taking that crown back now, and giving it to frank bill. oh, god - what is that shit clotted all over it?? tony burgess, you sick sick fuck. well done.
this book is...descriptive.
this is another one of those short story collections that is more or less a deconstructed novel. the title of this novel could easily be here is a list of people who died horrible deaths in one place over a number of years su...more
this book is...descriptive.
this is another one of those short story collections that is more or less a deconstructed novel. the title of this novel could easily be here is a list of people who died horrible deaths in one place over a number of years su...more
The author Frank Bill delivers a lethal injection of literal pulp visceral darkness into your bloodstream.
He takes you to hell and back with these characters and stories.
Written in the same vein as Daniel Woodrell and Donald Ray Pollock. The stories are gritty, at times shocking and brutal, vignettes of things that should remain as fiction. Written with short sharp no words wasted, visceral lines of prose. The stories are at times connected with each other as some characters are featured in ot...more
He takes you to hell and back with these characters and stories.
Written in the same vein as Daniel Woodrell and Donald Ray Pollock. The stories are gritty, at times shocking and brutal, vignettes of things that should remain as fiction. Written with short sharp no words wasted, visceral lines of prose. The stories are at times connected with each other as some characters are featured in ot...more
This book ::flails helplessly:: How do I begin to review these raw and ruthless stories and do them justice? I probably can't ladies and gents, but I want to try goddammit. Frank Bill's collection of crazies and crimes in southern Indiana deserves that much at least.
This is prose that sings -- not with the sweetness and harmony of a Mama Cass, but rather a whiskey-soaked growl and feverish screech of a Janis Joplin. It's jagged, fragmented, and toothsome; at any point ready and able to tear a c...more
This is prose that sings -- not with the sweetness and harmony of a Mama Cass, but rather a whiskey-soaked growl and feverish screech of a Janis Joplin. It's jagged, fragmented, and toothsome; at any point ready and able to tear a c...more
If you ever wake up and find yourself in one of Frank Bill's stories, you better start praying. You got about five minutes left before something bad happens to you. There will be bone fragments. There will be catherine wheels of pain. Howling. Retching. One thing there won't be is mercy. This is not life as it is lived, this is death as it is died. In Indiana. There's enough stuff for 15 novels crammed into this handful of stories and when you read one you feel like you pulled your foot out of a...more
Feb 28, 2013
Owen
rated it
5 of 5 stars
Recommends it for:
Everyone (but specifically people that can handle slightly graphic and gratuitous violence)
Recommended to Owen by:
karen
Shelves:
short-stories,
favorites
This is without a doubt the best book of short stories I have ever read. It has plenty of rednecks and meth. And violence. Think Breaking Bad, (I don't really know any redneck type shows. Maybe parts of The Walking Dead?), meets Nikita. Seriously, here is a tidbit from the story "Old Testament Wisdom":
But when the girl swung the tin door open none of that would matter. Because she was carrying on the wisdom. And watching from the four-by-four, Billy Hines could forgive himself and her grandfathe...more
But when the girl swung the tin door open none of that would matter. Because she was carrying on the wisdom. And watching from the four-by-four, Billy Hines could forgive himself and her grandfathe...more
Mar 05, 2012
Alan
rated it
4 of 5 stars
Recommended to Alan by:
Jacob
Shelves:
short-stories,
read-in-2012
These stories are like the first sentence:Pitchfork and Darnel burst through the scuffed motel door like two barrels of buckshot. The prose is right in your face and doesn't let up. Speeding into the gravel curve, Wayne lost control of the Ford Courier, stomped the gas instead of the brake. (Another opening sentence).
Karen's just reviewed this and I commented I was surprised there was anyone left in Southern Indiana such is the killing that's going on. Some of it is accidental, but mostly it's p...more
Karen's just reviewed this and I commented I was surprised there was anyone left in Southern Indiana such is the killing that's going on. Some of it is accidental, but mostly it's p...more
March 2013
Josephine's feet found her unlaced boots, disregarded the folding wheelchair leaned against the wall. She wheeled her oxygen tank into the next room, where Able's body fell into the living room wall. She lined the pistol up with his chest, her grip unsteady as her vision. She pulled the trigger.After his two sons disappear (in a drug deal gone wrong), Able Kirby sells his granddaughter to the Hill Clan to pay for his wife's cancer medications, but Josephine a...more
("These Old Bones," p. 16)
Is there anybody left alive in Indiana by the end of this book?
Frank Bill delivers a brutal series of short stories about murder, rape, blood feuds, pot dealing, meth dealing, dog fighting, revenge, incest and the occasional shell shocked veteran cutting off a couple of ears. You know, just another Tuesday in the American heartland.
What I particularly liked about this is that Bill uses the stories about various people over a couple of generations to give you a complete picture of an area. By the...more
Frank Bill delivers a brutal series of short stories about murder, rape, blood feuds, pot dealing, meth dealing, dog fighting, revenge, incest and the occasional shell shocked veteran cutting off a couple of ears. You know, just another Tuesday in the American heartland.
What I particularly liked about this is that Bill uses the stories about various people over a couple of generations to give you a complete picture of an area. By the...more
There are writers who are uniquely identified with the regions in which they live and/or set their stories, their settings emerging as almost sentient, narrative-driving characters. Some that come readily to mind are Daniel Woodrell's Ozarks, Larry Brown's Mississippi, Ivan Doig's Montana, Dorothy Allison's South Carolina, and James Lee Burke's Louisiana.
Say hello to Frank Bill's southern Indiana!
Frank Bill's 17 sparse, unrepentant stories in his debut collection CRIMES IN SOUTHERN INDIANA might...more
Say hello to Frank Bill's southern Indiana!
Frank Bill's 17 sparse, unrepentant stories in his debut collection CRIMES IN SOUTHERN INDIANA might...more
Crimes in Southern Indiana is a collection of 17 short stories all set in the area and interlinked by characters and common settings such as the Leavenworth Tavern. They are also the darkest set of country noir tales you're ever likely to read. If they were accompanied by a musical score it would be fighting banjos played by Black Sabbath. These are dark, dark stories of the rural underclass and feature murder, revenge, drugs, prostitution, rape, dog fights, bare knuckle boxing, domestic violenc...more
To quote Donald Ray Pollock on this: `Good Lord, where the hell did this guy come from?'
Frank Bill describes his work more succinctly and directly than I'm about to when he says at his blog, `House Of Grit', `I don't waste words, I write them.'
In `Crimes In Southern Indiana' we have a book to cherish.
Essentially a collection of short stories, the work grabs hold harder with each page read.
Stories overlap as characters and histories reappear in new situations, the circles becoming tighter and tig...more
Frank Bill describes his work more succinctly and directly than I'm about to when he says at his blog, `House Of Grit', `I don't waste words, I write them.'
In `Crimes In Southern Indiana' we have a book to cherish.
Essentially a collection of short stories, the work grabs hold harder with each page read.
Stories overlap as characters and histories reappear in new situations, the circles becoming tighter and tig...more
I somehow stumbled across this book while in B&N looking for a Warren Buffett book. I probably won the award for oddest combination of purchases that day. After picking up Warren, I walked past the new releases and:
(1) the cover art for this book initially caught my eye.
(2) the title piqued my interest.
(3) the author's name bestowed a sense of confidence that he must be a credible source on such subjects....(and made me chuckle).
(4) the author's bio stated that he actually lives in Southern...more
(1) the cover art for this book initially caught my eye.
(2) the title piqued my interest.
(3) the author's name bestowed a sense of confidence that he must be a credible source on such subjects....(and made me chuckle).
(4) the author's bio stated that he actually lives in Southern...more
I’d just finished reading Southern Gods by John Hornor Jacobs when I started reading a lot of Twitter posts talking about a kick ass collection of stories. My lack of impulse control did me a favour and convinced me to buy it now. Bugger! The book is not released in the UK for about four years (months but I have little patience) and the UK cover doesn’t appeal to me as much. Over to Amazon.com I go. After adding international four week shipping it works out less cash than buying the UK version a...more
Blood feud poetry. Desperate situations where beat-down people stand on the line between what they know is wrong and sheer survival in a hardscrabble emotionally jagged landscape. Those uncomfortable photos in the middle of the newspaper showing a man with sunken sleep-bruised eyes and a couple column inches detailing the unfathomable things he's done. Staring into the abysmal latrine of humanity, it is easy to sink to nihilism, to embrace the banality of evil, but in Crimes in Southern Indiana,...more
Frank Bill's Crimes in Southern Indiana is a fascinating and brutal collection of stories featuring rural Indiana's less-than-exemplary citizens. Meth dealers, addicts, dog fighters, MS-13 gangbangers, and compromised law enforcement officials are just a few of the characters that populate these stories of greed and vice. Although the stories often plunge into darkest regions of the soul, Mr. Bill preserves the faintest glimmers of humanity to raise the stories above splatterpunk and into litera...more
These stories scared the hell out of me and I'm still a little surprised I read them. The people are shockingly violent and corrupt and there's not a hint of redemption for any one. But Frank Bill is an exciting writer and before I knew it, I'd finished a story and was curious about what happens in the next one. This review does a better job than I can -
'Crimes in Southern Indiana': Chewing on ugly Excerpt: "Bill's stories are over the top, but in a good way, in the way that Quentin Tarantino's...more
'Crimes in Southern Indiana': Chewing on ugly Excerpt: "Bill's stories are over the top, but in a good way, in the way that Quentin Tarantino's...more
Crimes in Southern Indiana is a book filled with short stories by Frank Bill. The characters in his stories are a hard-scrabble people who drink tins of Fall City for breakfast washed down with an eye popping amount of crystal meth. They solve their own problems usually with fists, guns, coon dogs, knives, or running you down with their truck or a combination of the above mentioned. Don’t mess around with the Southern Indiana of Frank Bill’s making they will put you in a bad bad way; maybe even...more
This is some seriously fucking raw shit. I mean that in a good way, and also in a not-so-good way. Bill has talent, no doubt, but comparisons to Donald Ray Pollock and Jim Thompson are a bit premature. Even rough-edged chops need to be polished enough to feel properly rough-edged, and Bill still needs to work on a few basics, like finding the exact right word or turn of phrase; and some basic story mechanics, like ending a story where it needs to end, rather than wherever the writer runs out of...more
Wow, more hillbilly noir. This guy makes Woodrell's Bayou Trilogy look like Glen Beck's Christmas Sweater. And he has the best cover--ever. My coworker handed me this book, laughing, saying that he knew it was for me, just by looking at the cover.
Who knew that there are El Salvadorian gangs running the meth trade out there? Or that coon hounds were used in dog fighting (my grandpa was a well-known coon hound breeder and trainer; I'm not entirely sure I believed this part of the stories). But who...more
Who knew that there are El Salvadorian gangs running the meth trade out there? Or that coon hounds were used in dog fighting (my grandpa was a well-known coon hound breeder and trainer; I'm not entirely sure I believed this part of the stories). But who...more
There is blood bubbling up to the surface of the ground from all the bodies slaughtered and left for dead in a similar fashion to the Einsatzgruppen in Nazi Germany. Crimes in Southern Indiana: Stories is a very violent book to say the least, but I loved every minute. Frank Bill created a world where no one comes out alive and everyone suffers cruelty beyond measure. I am from the Heartland, but not Frank Bill’s Heartland. My mind was swimming by the time I finished the book so I wrote down all...more
You might try to comfort yourself by thinking that Frank Bill's exaggerating for dramatic effect in these short, tightly written tales of country meth addicts, domestic brutality, unpredictably vicious rednecks, and rural ultra-violence. You might try to tell yourself that things this grim and lurid could never happen in real life. But I can tell you, they do.
This is not a book for the faint of heart; it's pure distilled redneck noir, and there are few happy endings. But the quality of the wri...more
This is not a book for the faint of heart; it's pure distilled redneck noir, and there are few happy endings. But the quality of the wri...more
This is a fantastic debut collection from Frank Bill. He grabs you by the scruff of the neck & drags you through his characters own personal hells and then back again. He deals in the compromised and disenfranchised - people scrabbling under the radar, desperately scraping by. Hard hitting, and sometimes unrelenting, the whole work is shot through with dark humour - Mr Bill knows these characters, lives and breathes with them. His writing style takes a bit of getting used to, but once it cli...more
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Frank Bill has provided a poetic punch in contemporary American fiction's face. His debut collection of short stories begins with a room bursting from a fight and ends with a barn burning down. No grief-laden divorce or cancer ruminations are to be found on these pages. The characters are marginal residents of the rural midwestern gutter. Relationships here are shotgun and death comes in the form of bad choices or from the consequences derived therefrom. Bill's prose is crisp and full of painfu...more
Frank Bill has provided a poetic punch in contemporary American fiction's face. His debut collection of short stories begins with a room bursting from a fight and ends with a barn burning down. No grief-laden divorce or cancer ruminations are to be found on these pages. The characters are marginal residents of the rural midwestern gutter. Relationships here are shotgun and death comes in the form of bad choices or from the consequences derived therefrom. Bill's prose is crisp and full of painfu...more
I suppose I have to give this a 4 out of 5 because some chapters I squirrled around as a I read, at times sick to my stomach. And this is coming from someone who's a Hoosier in love with scary movies and the like. He also included PTSD from war in almost every story with a motive of revenge or jealousy. This was the common thread through all of them (aside from them being set in Indiana). I do think that the stories jumped around too much, which made it difficult to follow the characters. Bill a...more
It's amazing the characters of this region managed to live long enough to appear in their stories, given the rate at which they're bludgeoned and exterminated so indiscriminately. The first couple tales will tell you right away whether this is for you or not. Full of vengeance, cheatin', meth, dogfighting, etc. — hard-livin' folk playing their dealt hands the only way they know how, past always nipping at their doors. It's very consistent, and though the tales get and certain descriptions get a...more
This book was a big disappointment. Not only did it come highly recommended by my brother who I usually agree with on books and movies, but it had a rave blurb from Donald Ray Pollock, whose Knockemstiff is my favorite book I've read in the last few months. Unlike Knockemstiff or other rural gothic books like Winter's Bone or early Cormac McCarthy, this book doesn't bother much with creating characters with any depth before brutalizing them.
This isn't a study of real people malformed by a hars...more
This isn't a study of real people malformed by a hars...more
"Mr. Bill, I'd like to introduce you to Mr. Thomas Hobbes."
"Mr. Hobbes, this is Frank Bill who is a big fan of your work, especially your ruminations about man's 'natural state.' in the absence of a viable social contract. He seems especially fond of your description of man's condition as being one of 'continual fear, and danger of violent death; and the life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.'
'It appears the state of which you spoke a few hundred years ago was more literal than...more
"Mr. Hobbes, this is Frank Bill who is a big fan of your work, especially your ruminations about man's 'natural state.' in the absence of a viable social contract. He seems especially fond of your description of man's condition as being one of 'continual fear, and danger of violent death; and the life of man, solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.'
'It appears the state of which you spoke a few hundred years ago was more literal than...more
This book is astonishingly good.
This ranks among the top of all fiction books I've read.
That said, I hesitate to think of people I would recommend it to. A few come to mind, but: this book is brutal. These aren't, well, white collar crimes - these are rough and awful crimes.
I deliberately won't say the crimes are graphic, because even though the acts are - the language isn't. Plot, pacing, etc aside, the language and the phrasing and the metaphors in this book knock my socks off. This is an outs...more
This ranks among the top of all fiction books I've read.
That said, I hesitate to think of people I would recommend it to. A few come to mind, but: this book is brutal. These aren't, well, white collar crimes - these are rough and awful crimes.
I deliberately won't say the crimes are graphic, because even though the acts are - the language isn't. Plot, pacing, etc aside, the language and the phrasing and the metaphors in this book knock my socks off. This is an outs...more
Disclaimer: I only got 1/3 of the way through this book.
Being from Louisville, KY, ragging on Southern Indiana is basically a birthright. I generally take unencumbered delight in making fun of people from Southern Indiana over petty things like their poor driving, and saying things like "If you think Kentuckians are trashy...just go across the bridge!" . Is Southern Indiana kind of a desperate place? Yes. Are there tons of meth labs? Yes. Is there a general fog of racism and sexism that hangs ov...more
Being from Louisville, KY, ragging on Southern Indiana is basically a birthright. I generally take unencumbered delight in making fun of people from Southern Indiana over petty things like their poor driving, and saying things like "If you think Kentuckians are trashy...just go across the bridge!" . Is Southern Indiana kind of a desperate place? Yes. Are there tons of meth labs? Yes. Is there a general fog of racism and sexism that hangs ov...more
I think I made the mistake of trying to devour this book -- I read too much of it and got a little burned out by all the dark, horrific, irredeemable people. It's best to read in small chunks. And compared to the writing in "Winter's Bone" and "The Devil All the Time" (which I started), I don't think the stories are as tight, the language as seamless.
With that said, I think there's some great stuff here. I'm a HUGE fan of Spoon River Anthology and this reminds me of that -- intertwined stories f...more
With that said, I think there's some great stuff here. I'm a HUGE fan of Spoon River Anthology and this reminds me of that -- intertwined stories f...more
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