The Weigh-Off at Hollow's End
A Slasher Novel

About this book:

Arthur Pendelton has spent four months, fourteen hours a day, coaxing Goliath—a two-thousand-pound Atlantic Giant—into existence. The state record, a ten-thousand-dollar purse, and sweet revenge against his smug rival Eugene Haze are finally within reach. But forty-eight hours before the Hollow's End weigh-off, someone cuts the high-tensile fence with surgical precision. Someone unzips the greenhouse door. And something warm and copper-scented drips onto the river sand beside Goliath's stem, falling from the darkness above the ventilation flaps.

When a legendary grower who vanished a decade ago emerges from the tree line babbling about "empty bellies" and soil that "remembers the taste of old bloodlines," Arthur faces a choice: load his prize onto the lowboy and run, or stay and protect the only thing that matters. But the pumpkin isn't just swelling with water and sugar anymore. The rind is stretching tight over something that breathes. And the weigh-off at Hollow's End isn't a competition—it's a feeding ground.

*The Weigh-Off at Hollow's End* plants its boots deep in the obsessive, cutthroat world of competitive giant vegetable growing, then buries something ancient and hungry in the loam. For readers who like their slashers rooted in strange subcultures, where the gore grows organic and the final girl is a sixty-year-old surveyor with a twelve-gauge and a ledger full of potassium ratios. Some fruits are grown to be shown. Others are grown to be fed.