Carl Croshatch purchased the failing newspaper called The Zipperfinch Lake Buffoon in the early nineteen-nineties and turned it into a relative success though it was read only by local residents. Little is known about Carl’s origins and background, but most people in town doubt he has the journalism degree he claims to have. His skills as a reporter and editor are also suspect.
Since he’s reported on most individuals and organizations in and around Zipperfinch Lake, the origins of the animosity toward him may have taken root in these reports. He’s fled town to an undisclosed location after residents discovered he’d issued these newspaper reports in book form called Reporting from a Small Town.
A newly formed group, Citizens Devoted to Hanging Carl Croshatch, has pooled its resources and hired the Deranged Killers Motorcycle Club to hunt him down, so far to no avail. For some reason, the Zipperfinch Ladies Drinking and Quilting Society, usually a benign group, has also joined in the quest for the reporter.
While reading Reporting from a Small Town, you’ll probably be able to discern why certain people are so upset. Carl is out there somewhere because occasional writings from him mysteriously appear on the internet.
