<p>"As you read David Starkey’s <i>Poor Ghost</i>,<i> </i>you’ll be thinking deeply about how we got from <i>Boston</i> to QAnon, from Casey Kasem to Kyle Rittenhouse: what it all means to you, and what it says about us. But you won’t <i>notice</i> you’re thinking, because you’ll be laughing too hard as Stacey the retired librarian knocks out knife-wielding Álvaro de Campos with a jug of rosé to keep him from killing you in your own backyard while other Halloween-costumed fans of the aging rock band whose plane crashed there a while back livestream the fracas. By the time you realize how involved you are in the deepening mystery, it will be too late to get out.” <b>—</b><b>H. L. Hix, author of <i>Legible Heavens</i> and <i>The Death of H. L. Hix</i></b></p><p>"<i>Poor Ghost</i> opens with a bang and a fire that chars a shattered Cessna and a towering pine tree. It ends with another bang from an exploding brushfire that consumes a massive 70 acres and a central character. In between, this highly original novel—unlike any I’ve ever read—shifts among second-person revelations, text exchanges, rock magazine interviews, news articles, and government reports, exploring the ghosts of those departed and those about to be. There’s an invasion of groupies, lunatic murderers, a missing dog, and the mystery of what caused the plane crash. David Starkey makes it all meaningful, bringing the dead to life and offering rich, inventive entertainment." <b>—Walter Cummins, author of <i>Where We Live </i>and <i>Seeking Authenticity</i></b></p>