The big election is over, and once again pundits claimed that the road to victory went though the state of Ohio.
Now, I've been to Ohio many times. I know people from Ohio. But lately, my view of Ohio is colored by a collection of short stories by Donald Ray Pollock. The collection is called "Knockemstiff," which is the actual name of a rural town in Ohio.
To my fellow writers: did you ever read something so good, so powerful, so well-written, that you wanted to give up writing? That's how I felt when I read the first two stories in "Knockemstiff."
I won't give it all away, but bad things happen in "Knockemstiff." Very bad things.
And if these stories are truly representative of Ohio, and our election hinges on Ohio...well, all I can say is, we're in trouble.