Loon Lake
October, 1980
First Look at a new novelThat summer, I found myself rousting for Hearn Brothers carnival--a few acts, a few rides and a contingent of freaks that went around the Eastern mountain circuit in the 1930s. I learned how money could be made from the poor. Every evening, we turned on the power and they drifted in, appearing starved and sucked dry but holding in their palms the nickels and dimes that would give them a view of Wolf Woman, Lizard Man, the Living Oyster, the Fingerling Family and, in fact...
