“A cult classic is born, Jake Maynard's inspiring Slime Line is a backward glance at what the American novel could achieve before it got highjacked by English departments. Stumbling through the stinking grist of the salmon processing slums, written with fish-gut fingers, and fueled by an impetuous, chemical verve of prose a la Thom Jones, Slime Line exposes Alaska's wage-slave work camps via the addled observations of its indefatigable narrator, one Garrett Deaver, a kid wielding a fillet knife manically passionate about a job that will leave him beaten, abandoned, and hiding from the police inside a floating trailer park while still attempting to solve the mystery of his father's death. Sinclair and Steinbeck would applaud this novel's eye, but it's Maynard's outrageous characters loosed upon the Alaskan seacoast that propel Slime Line into page-turning madness. Maynard gets every word right.”—Lee Durkee, author of The Last Taxi Driver and Stalking Shakespeare

“Maynard's Slime Line is an arresting read that sinks its claws deep into your gut and dares you to blink. It's a story of hard work, loss, exploitation, and family set against a backdrop of blood, ice, and heavy machinery at an Alaskan fish processing plant peopled by misfits, scoundrels, and ghosts. You'll never look at a salmon filet the same way again.”—Kim Kelly, author of Fight Like Hell: The Untold Story of American Labor

“A bold and forceful and glorious book, like a beer bottle smashed to bits over your head, leaving you sticky with glass shards. Jake Maynard's Slime Line depicts the world how it really is, or one hard slice of it anyway: the puke-inducing Alaskan commercial fishing sector. You'll learn how to gut a salmon in one chapter, then how to lose a family in the next. In both cases, it's not pretty. ("Everything," as Maynard tells it, "comes out clean except for the heart.") This is an eviscerating read, at once improbably raw and real.”—Ben Purkert, Author of The Men Can’t be Saved