Back in the late 1990’s, my father and I used to pour over maps and property magazines. The target? The Bitterroot Mountains south of Missoula, Montana. This had been a dream for quite some time.
But as the years passed, we never did end up buying property in the Bitterroot Mountains. Instead, I moved right into the middle of Missoula, within walking distance from everything I could need. And these days (thanks largely to climate change), the Bitterroots are a tinderbox, and seemingly always on fire during late summer and early fall.
What I learned is that perhaps we don’t always need to buy land or build right next to the greatest places. Maybe, just maybe knowing they’re near is good enough. As mankind pushes and roads the last roadless habiat, places like the Bitterroot will vanish. But for now, this spectacular wilderness complex exists relatively intact, as this bald eagle will attest to (left side of the image).
“Michael, is The Invasive part of a series?”
“Michael, what happened to Yutu?”
“Michael, there have to be more of the creatures left! Another book, please.”
My response to all these questions is this: You thought it was over?
It’s a diverse novel about the last megalodon, a species thought to have gone extinct due to cooling oceans.
It’s also about sex, death, partying, youth, the loss of family, and the significance of polarity. But most of all, it’s just fun.
The “Last Colossus”, is not just a reference to the megalodon, but also towards Ron Combs, the protagonist.
It’s an important novel for me for several reasons. First, I moved to Missoula two and a half years ago with a Hollywood movie deal in my pocket (my debut novel), and subsequently developed writer’s block. For a hell of a long time.
This novel thankfully represents a turn away from that and back towards the creative aspect of what I do. And I’m thrilled. It took me a year to write this one, the longest it’s ever taken me to craft a novel. But the trench warfare was necessary. It’s the first novel, from first word to last, crafted in Missoula.
Black Friday is a glorious work of literature.
I know we’re only three months into 2017, but I can undoubtedly state that Black Friday is one of the best novels of the year. As a critic, I commend Hodges, and as a writer, I thank him for not adhering to the cookie-cutter genre tropes which befall so many other novels.
Black Friday is the best damn thing since sliced bread and a definite must-read.
Check out the full review here.
I’m excited to be appearing at Miscon 31 this year. Looking forward to participating on the panels, which are always my favorite event.
Miscon runs from May 26th to the 29th at the Holiday Inn in downtown Missoula, Montana (pretty much the greatest place in the world).
You can read more about Miscon 31 here.