So I know I shouldn't find this funny. But I do. How do buggies successfully flee the scene of a crime? Whoo hoo, Rumpringa!!!
Currently I'm reading "The Devil All the Time" by Donald Ray Pollock. It's unflinchingly brutal but God can Pollock write. From what I've read about him, he worked in a paper mill from 1973 till 2005 then his writing took off. Here's to second career novelists and here's hoping the same streak of talent mingled with luck will one day find me.