Shortlisted for the 2010 ReLit Award for Best Novel!
“Few writers can take their own finger poppin’ rhythm and make it sound exactly like life. Nathaniel G. Moore’s filthy and pretty little dust devil made me feel slutty and happy and free. Terrific book.”—Tony Burgess, author of Pontypool Changes Everything
Nathaniel G. Moore describes his third book as what would happen if he had written Brighton Rock now, in the age of Twitter. When Maudlin City writer Charles Haas wakes up in a make-shift grave complete with windowpane roof, he realized two things: firstly, it’s a scene from one of his abandoned manuscripts, and secondly, he must stop showing his writing to strangers.
While still fresh in the dirt, Charles becomes obsessed with the city’s enfants terrible who are in the midst of plotting a demonic dance party hoax, led by the evil eighteen-year-old Shawn Michaels. Consumed by the throngs of hate-toting teens, Charles is convinced that they are hacking themselves into a post-avatar oblivion, and that they will definitely leave him for dead.
Wrong Bar is a novel that refuses to celebrate the wild child within, instead seeking the greater emotional truth behind the teen-aged psychodramatic passions of a deranged generation thriving in the post-sacred era.
Praise for Wrong Bar
“Prepare to be hurled at breakneck speed through the brilliantly imaginative mind of one of this country’s small-press marvels.” —Edward Brown, The Globe & Mail
“It’s as if cut-up technician William S. Burroughs joined MySpace.” —Mark Medley, The National Post
Nathaniel G. Moore is the author of Bowlbrawl, Let’s Pretend We Never Met, Pastels Are Pretty Much The Polar Opposite of Chalk, and co-editor of Toronto Noir.