Stone City, hands down. Written by Mitchell Smith back in, I don't know. I found it for twenty-five cents at a Salvation Army store. It's a thick paperback, small font, tight leading, tough to read. In more ways than one. Damn, that novel. It takes place in a state prison and that prison is as twisted, cold and unforgiving as some of the characters. Smith has written a masterpiece, I swear it. The end blew me away, I cried. I couldn't stop thinking about what happened for days after. I'm keeping it, I'll read it again.
It's not perfect. Smith slips off on tangents every now and again. Like I said, it's long and hard to read and he gets a little verbose but all-in-all, it was so good. Incredibly good. I love that damn book. In fact, when I wrote CHERRY, I put it in there which means I'm going to have to get permission from somebody. . .
Yikes.