He seems to have no conscience, and he calls himself a writer, even though he stopped writing after his first two novels failed to find a publisher - but when he hurts, the pain is so real you feel it. Zajack might not be the sweetest character in the world - or even have sufficient redeeming qualities to make him likable - but he’s definitely one of the most unflinchingly sincere characters in contemporary fiction. The narrative moves forward like an angry animal that grabs readers by the throat and viciously drags them along. SaFranko’s prose is raw, electric, tight, sexy, and simple. Apparently, money and sex are not enough to keep a man happy, and Max will have to learn to live with that while he struggles to revive his dead dream. Women are complicated Max turns out to have deeper issues that his therapist can’t solve he might have caught a sexually transmitted disease Olivia’s getting married there’s a killer stalking women at night and a crazy woman keeps calling and threatening him. Life is looking a bit better, but not for long. Suddenly, all kinds of different women are jumping into bed with Max, and he’s able to pay his rent and afford nights out and booze. That first night is a turning point and suddenly Max’s dry spell is over. Then he accepts an offer to go out with a friend and meet some women. Despite his hatred for the job, the pay’s good and the writing comes easily. For Max, a corporate job is like spending eight hours in hell.
Finally, facing eviction, he has to find a job.Īfter working like a mule, he accepts a writing and researching gig at a telephone corporation. He hasn’t had sex in years and his writing is a ghost of the past, a dead dream that refuses to disappear once and for all. Max Zajack is unemployed and still hurting and obsessing over everything that happened with Olivia. Time has passed, but it’s had no effect on Max. Lounge Lizard picks up where SaFanko’s previous novel, Hating Olivia, left off.
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