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“Mississippi tourist officials won’t be handing this book out anytime soon, though they might be surprised by its effectiveness if they did . . . Not for the squeamish, but its irreverent humor will win over most.”

— Publishers Weekly

“For all Junior Ray’s ugly talk, the writing here is beautifully crafted. Providing counterpoint to Junior Ray’s perfectly calibrated invective, Pritchard sprinkles the narrative with Leland Shaw’s heartbreaking journal entries about being hunted by Nazis . . . while not for the squeamish, [Junior Ray] deserves shelf space beside the best southern literature—even if it makes its neighbors blush.”

— Barnes & Noble

“Junior Ray is an unforgettable narrator: hilarious, rowdy, and stubbornly his own. In life you’d cross the street to avoid him; in Pritchard’s delightful fictional debut, you’ll turn the pages to see what that rascal does next.”

— Louise Redd, Hangover Soup

“Junior Ray Loveblood has taken profanity and made a new language of it, which he uses to tell the often hilarious, often scary, story of life as a poor white in the Mississippi Delta, down its lonely roads and through its dark forests. Not for the squeamish or pure at heart.”

— John Fergus Ryan, White River Kid

“A whizbang of a book—funny, eccentric in that great Southern tradition, pitch-perfect, and beautifully paced. Junior Ray’s voice, while repugnant, is also beguiling, sorrowful—though

he doesn’t know it—and rich in cracker surrealism. The book drips with Delta air and brings alive its peculiar, specific population.”

— Burke’s Bookstore

“Mark Twain meets the Coen Brothers in this foul-mouthed farce. This short burst of a novel reads like a delicious white trash tirade, bound to offend but a whole lot of demented fun.”

— Square Books