The Art Of Fucking Up by Keith Good
A mountain of silk squished Ray Westwood’s mother on his first day of high school. Now, nearing 30, he’s a drunken master in the ancient art of fucking up. He let a syrup truck hit his dog. He abandoned the love of his life. He hasn’t spoken to his father in sixteen years and he’s never—not even once—visited his mother’s grave.
He would have died, except he fucked that up, too.
When a birth certificate typo gives Ray an extra month in his 20’s, he decides to turn a new leaf and make himself worthy of his mom’s trust money. He races between the “Four Fremonts”—California, Ohio, North Carolina and New Hampshire—desperate to un-fuck his life before hitting the big 3-0. A funny thing, though, our past. No matter how fast we run, we arrive to find it armed and waiting. A jilted drug dealer, the self-proclaimed king of Greece, his real estate agent/girlfriend/bounty hunter, an entire traveling circus…it seems everyone wants to keep Ray from his future.
Can Ray truly outrun his past? Can he fix his mistakes and earn his dead mother’s Million? …Does he really want to?
THE ART OF FUCKING UP is CANDIDE on crack; a “midwestern ope”-flavored Hiaasen misadventure complete at 93,000 words.
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