MEET KEITH ROSSON at TRANSOM BOOKSHOP
We are thrilled nearly to the brink of catatonia that Keith Rosson is coming back to the shop, this time in support of his brand-spanking-new horror novel, Crone, out on September 22. Keith will be casually hanging around the shop, DJ’ing his favorite punk rock songs, recommending his favorite horror novels, and and signing copies of all his books.
CRONE will sell out fast (it’s also our Transom Book Club pick in October), so click here to pre-order. We will also have copies of FEVER HOUSE, DEVIL BY NAME, and COFFIN MOON (freshly out in paperback 9/22) while supplies last.
“Let there be no doubt: Keith Rosson is the reigning champ of horror noir, fists down,” says bestseller Clay McLeod Chapman, who himself has thrown many a horror haymaker in his time (see: Ghost Eaters, What Kind of Mother).
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// ABOUT CRONE
A haunting, fearsome story of a father searching for his missing daughter and finding darkness—both human and not—at every turn, from the “mind-blowingly good” (Stephen King) author of Coffin Moon and Fever House.
Eli Lamp is a broken man. An ex-detective, ex-addict, and long-grieving father whose daughter, Hannah, disappeared a decade before, Eli decimated his old life investigating her abduction and is now indebted to the Crooked Wheel, a local drug gang, as an enforcer. He lives in a rundown trailer at the edge of the woods, where he keeps Hannah’s room in pristine condition and tries to make it through one day at a time.
But when the son of the Crooked Wheel’s boss is found viciously murdered in a crime scene that doesn’t seem to add up, Eli receives a new order: Find out who the killer is and your debt to the Crooked Wheel is clear forever. You’re free. This pursuit brings him into the orbit of Avery Bryant, Hannah’s best friend and the last person to see her before she went missing. Soon, Eli and Avery are entwined in a hunt for answers that spans decades, stretches the realm of possibility, and brings churning to the surface a conspiracy linking not only these current tragedies but the buried sorrows of Eli’s past.
And though none of them dare say the word witch, at least not out loud, something lurks in the woods, bent-backed and black-eyed, clawed and vengeful, looming ever closer. . . .

