This book is about nothing, unless its poor white trash in Georgia. Lazy, shiftless, down and forever out: no money, no food, no possessions other than a rusting hulk of a car that will never run again. The head of this family expresses but one thought over and over; even when it isnt part of his dialog, we are reminded of it in the narrative. If I read it one more time, Ill puke. Oh-oh, I just puked! Not worth reading!
Gods Little Acre
Not quite poor white trash, but the next best thing: dirt farmers forsaking the soil to dig for gold in Georgia, of all places. Maybe the alternate title should be Holes. Anyway, the title plot of land has been set aside so that the proceeds from its crop go to the church. The trouble is that the plot is about as shiftless as the farmers who own it. Senseless melodrama; not worth reading!