Grit Lit


The Devil All the Time
Winter's Bone
Where All Light Tends to Go
Bull Mountain (Bull Mountain, #1)
No Country for Old Men
Joe
Knockemstiff
Serena
Crooked Letter, Crooked Letter
Child of God (Vintage International)
The Line That Held Us
One Foot in Eden
Gods of Howl Mountain
The Heavenly Table
A Feast of Snakes
Midnight In the Garden of Good and Evil by John BerendtTo Kill a Mockingbird by Harper LeeThe Violent Bear It Away by Flannery O'ConnorWise Blood by Flannery O'ConnorJoe by Larry Brown
The Belled Buzzard - Reading List
91 books — 10 voters
The Killer Inside Me by Jim ThompsonDouble Indemnity by James M. CainThe Postman Always Rings Twice by James M. CainThe Big Sleep by Raymond ChandlerThe Getaway by Jim Thompson
Alan Guthrie's 200 Noirs
118 books — 34 voters

Lie to Me by J.T. EllisonThe Last Mrs. Parrish by Liv ConstantineBonfire by Krysten RitterThe Wife Between Us by Greer HendricksThe Blackbird Season by Kate Moretti
Jen's Reading List: Grit Lit
9 books — 2 voters
Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourtBastard Out of Carolina by Dorothy AllisonTobacco Road by Erskine CaldwellThe Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark TwainDeliverance by James Dickey
White Trash Literature
192 books — 51 voters

The Devil All the Time by Donald Ray PollockNo Country for Old Men by Cormac McCarthyKnockemstiff by Donald Ray PollockThe Road by Cormac McCarthyWinter's Bone by Daniel Woodrell
Regional Grit Lit
124 books — 89 voters

Harry Crews
Nothing is allowed to die in a society of storytelling people. It is all-the good and the bad-carted up and brought along from one generation to the next. And everything that is brought along is colored and shaped by those who bring it.
Harry Crews, A Childhood: The Biography of a Place

Daniel Woodrell
In the morning we shed our blue sheep’s clothing. Our border shirts came out of satchels and onto our backs. We preferred this means of dress for it was more flatout and honest. The shirts were large with pistol pockets, and usually colored red or dun. Many had been embroidered with ornate stitching by loving women some were blessed enough to have. Mine was plain, but well broken in. I can think of no more chilling a sight than that of myself all astride my big bay horse with six or eight pistol ...more
Daniel Woodrell, Woe to Live On

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