A YOUNG CLOUD OF MALICE LOOMS
OVER MAUDLIN CITY...
When self-obsessed Maudlin City writer Charles Haas wakes one early morning in a shallow grave complete with window pane roof, he realizes two things: one, it's a scene reenacted from one of his abandoned manuscript of fiction, and two, he's got to stop showing his writing to strangers.
While still fresh in the dirt, Charles becomes obsessed by the city's 'enfants terrible' who jump through his sprinklers without asking with steak knives in their mouths, searching for mayhem and the next high and plot a demonic dance party hoax lead by evil eighteen-year-old Shawn Michaels.
Charles soon realizes Maudlin City's paranoid literary community wars are nothing compared to the throngs of knife totting teens that are obsessed with plotting and hacking each other post-avatar, and spends every waking second thinking about the end of the world boys and girls who "run through sprinklers
glistening with kitchen knives and sloppy kisses."
In the spirit of Evelyn Vaugh's "Vile Bodies, " Bret Easton Ellis's "American Psycho, " Nathaniel G. Moore's "Wrong Bar" is a novel that refuses to celebrate the wild child within, instead seeks the greater emotional truth behind the psychodramatic passions of a deranged generation thriving in the post-sacred era. Nathaniel G. Moore describes his third book as what would happen if he had written "Brighton Rock" now, in the age of twitter.