"Remarkable.... Lou Berney’s artistry as a writer hits you in the heart and tugs hard at your soul. This tense and riveting thriller unfolds in the shadow of the assassination of JFK and is a deeply moving love story about people caught in moral dilemmas for which there are no easy answers and who together find hope against all odds. It will stay with you long after you read the final page.... Berney is a writer to be read and admired. This is a staggeringly brilliant book and a flat-out terrific read.” — Don Winslow, New York Times bestselling author, on November Road
“I am really enjoying a down-and-dirty thriller, November Road by Lou Berney. Cold, violent, and clever. You might enjoy it too.” — R. L. Stine on November Road
“Nothing less than an instant American classic. Haunting, thrilling—and indelible as a scar.” — A. J. Finn, #1 New York Times bestselling author, on November Road
“When people say they want to read a really good novel, the kind you just can’t put down, this is the kind of book they mean. Exceptional.” — Stephen King on November Road
“Berney’s emotional, empathic writing keeps the dynamic between these two lost souls intriguing, and it resonates on a larger scale, placed as it is against such a vivid backdrop. In the tradition of great historical fiction, Berney finds within an exhaustively covered setting his own nooks and crannies. Do we need a conspiracy plot to keep this very human story humming? Probably not. But Berney’s a skilled dramatist too, and there’s no complaint from this reader on his keeping the pages turning.” — Entertainment Weekly on November Road
This superior novel from Edgar winner Lou Berney melds crime fiction with a tale about people reinventing themselves, played out during a cross-country automobile trip.… An emotional story about the power of love and redemption through sacrifice with the backdrop of a crucial historical moment.”? — Associated Press on November Road
“Berney’s gentle, descriptive writing brilliantly reflects these times of both disillusionment and hope.... As the title suggests, there is an autumnal, melancholic sense of loss at the heart of the novel, yet still, the loss is not destructive or debilitating. It is the kind of loss that gives way to a new world order. Perfectly captures these few weeks at the end of 1963—all that was lost and all that lay tantalizingly and inevitably just beyond the horizon.” — Kirkus Reviews (starred review) on November Road
“Wistful and complex, Berney’s confident portrait of a roadside America traumatized by Kennedy’s death gives the novel literary heft, while the ticking clock of the mob closing in on the family to settle accounts lends a genre bite." — Library Journal (starred review) on November Road
“Berney creates nail-biting suspense by placing Marcello’s top hit man on Guidry’s trail, the book’s power derives from Charlotte, who finds hidden strength as she confronts unexpected challenges. This is much more than just another conspiracy thriller.” — Publishers Weekly (starred review) on November Road
“Berney bends his notes exquisitely, playing with the melody, building his marvelously rich characters while making us commit completely to the love story, even though we hear the melancholy refrain and see the noir cloud lurking in the sky. Pitch-perfect fiction.” — Booklist (starred review) on November Road
“A fast-paced, sexy novel, packed with spine-tingling intrigue and money-induced lust...Excellent.” — Times Record News (Wichita Falls, Texas) on Gutshot Straight
“A fast-paced, sexy novel, packed with spine-tingling intrigue and money-induced lust...Excellent.” — Abraham Rodriguez, 2009 Dashiell Hammett Award finalist and author of South by South Bronx on Gutshot Straight
2023-11-04
A young man finds purpose when he becomes obsessed with saving two children from their abusive father.
Hardy “Hardly” Reed isn’t really living his best life, though he begins his story by saying, “I have everything I need and want.” Working as the Dead Sheriff at Haunted Frontier amusement park and smoking a lot of weed can kill only so many hours of the day. His life changes when he sees two children with unmistakable cigarette burns on their bodies. His heretofore dormant investigative skills lead him to make a report to Child Protective Services, then to interview the girls’ elementary school teacher. Along the way he finds unexpected help from a glamorous 40-something real estate agent, a “goth chick,” her metal-loving grandmother, and a teenager who “looks like a stick insect with braces.” In true noir fashion, Hardly is horribly beaten up, and from there his quest becomes an obsession—one he may even be willing to trade his whole life for. Hardly is a sad sack for sure, and it takes a while for him to earn all of our sympathy. His motivation is pure—who doesn’t want to save kids?—but he’s someone that things happen to rather than someone who makes things happen. It takes most of the novel for him to finally make some real decisions—and then, he does so with such single-mindedness that it feels like overcompensation. But that, of course, is one of Berney’s points: This novel is about a bland, dead-end white boy in a bland, dead-end (unnamed) Midwestern town who has learned to expect nothing from life but more of the same. Hardly’s trajectory is helped by Berney’s superb writing; sometimes self-consciously noir (“I look at a hand holding a gun. My hand. My gun”), sometimes just colorful (“A woman in front of me worries into her phone about a suspicious lump in her armpit”), it adds both gravity and grace to the protagonist’s stubborn, self-destructive path.
The whole novel is worth it for the poignant beauty of the final paragraph.