Knockemstiff Reviews

Kirkus Reviews

A debut collection of terrifying, darkly funny stories concerning the drug-addled, beaten-down inhabitants of a southern Ohio holler called Knockemstiff. 
Pollock’s characters are in dire straits: They tend to be addicts, brutes, connivers and small-time criminals with big-time depravities. A boy gets caught having sex with his sister’s doll in “Hair’s Fate.” “Pills” depicts tweakers on a binge. In “Giganthomachy,” a woman draws tattoos on her son’s arm, hands him a pair of scissors and asks him to come into her bedroom pretending to be mass-murderer Richard Speck: “Just spit on the floor, maybe,” she says. “Hurt me, but don’t really hurt me.” Another woman, in “Rainy Sunday,” helps her heavyset older aunt lure horny drunks into sex. “Blessed” shows a thief, disabled by falling off a roof mid-robbery, descending into a horrifically graphic addiction to painkillers. Several tales feature epicene young men hectored by violent fathers; others show people trying and failing again and again to escape, or even, finally, to want to escape. Throughout, Pollock shows deep empathy for these whipped and battered souls, most looking not so much for a way out as for a way to let it all slide. As one says, “It’s the same for most of us; forgetting our lives might be the best we’ll ever do.” The stories are strikingly similar in tone, setting, characters, even length, but that’s scarcely a problem in a collection as bleakly, unsettlingly funny—and touching—as this one.
Pollock grabs by the throat and doesn’t let go. (Agent: Richard Pine/InkWell Management)

Publishers Weekly

A native of Knockemstiff, Ohio, Pollock delivers poignant and raunchy accounts of his hometown's sad and stagnant residents in his debut story collection that may remind readers of its thematic grand-daddy, Winesburg, Ohio. The works span 50 years of violence, failure, lust and depravity, featuring characters like Jake, an abandoned hermit who dodges the draft during WWII, lives in a bus and discovers two young siblings committing incest on the bank of a creek, and Bobby, a recovering alcoholic who must face the imminent death of his abusive father. The language and imagery of the novel are shockingly direct in detailing the pitiful lives of drug abusers, perverts and a forgotten population that just isn't “much welcome nowhere in the world.” Many of the characters appear in more than one story, providing a gritty depth to the whole, but the character that stands out the most is the town, as dismal and hopeless as the locals. Pollock is intimate with the grimy aspects of a small town (especially one named after a fistfight) full of poor, uneducated people without futures or knowledge of any other way to live. The most startling thing about these stories is they have an aura of truth.