HELLA

Dillon was just another city-kid trying to get by. For better or worse, he didn’t stand out. He was a good son. A loyal friend. He didn’t want to change the world. Just blend in. Live.

Until the evening of his twenty-third birthday when his life was changed forever.

Told completely in a first-person, untraditional narrative, Hella makes no apologies as it plunges us deep into the psyche of a young man gone awry. We know something physically traumatic happened, but he does not want to talk about it. Only bury it as far down as it will go. We can only live within his anxiety, minute by minute, wondering. Until a chance encounter in the middle of the night at a park with a young woman named Heather — who has secrets of her own — creates the unlikeliest of friendships, and Dillon’s gruesome, evocative tale is finally revealed.

Hella reads like you’re watching a film, as author Matt McTighe weaves together a kind of poetic writing style into these very human characters. Gritty, sharp, and painfully real, this novel is about seeing someone good broken into a billion shards, and having the courage to figure out how to glue them back together.

It’s worth every haunting, beautiful second.