Chuck Tingle
Completed 8/27/2025, Reviewed 8/27/2025
5 stars
Chuck Tingle is right up there with my favorite authors these days. I recently saw him at Powell’s Books in Beaverton, OR and he gave a hysterical presentation. He still wears his trademark pink bag and sunglasses on his head and still goes anonymously by his pen name. His latest book is another tour de force in horror, with a wild probability- and statistics-based premise, large numbers of gruesome deaths, and Cthulu-esque creatures. And it is all grounded in amazing first-person existential narration by a bisexual math professor who has just released her first book. It’s more cerebral than his previous books, Bury Your Gays and Camp Damascus. But it is also more riveting.
On the day that Vera is having a book release celebration, she decides to come out to her mom as being bisexual and engaged to a woman. Her mother storms out of the restaurant, saying that bisexuals don’t exist. Vera runs after her. Just as she catches up to her, it begins raining fish. Large fish. A one-in-a-million accident sets off a chain reaction which kills eight million people, including Vera’s mom. Known as the Low-Probability Event, this day of freak accidents throws Vera into a four-year long depression. Out of the blue, Special Agent Layne shows up on Vera’s doorstep to convince her to help him bring down a Vegas casino with improbably good payouts as being linked to the massively unlucky events of the LPE. Despite her inability to care for herself, she agrees, leading her on an investigation into probability, statistics, and unknowing nothingness.
What I liked most about this book was that Tingle could make Vera’s depression as riveting as the LPE (Low-Probability Event) and subsequent unlucky catastrophes. I completely succumbed to her isolation and existential despair. And she is still believable as Layne drags her out of her pigsty of a house and she begrudgingly helps him track down the casino’s manager, management company, and the land deals they’ve accumulated. She fights him the whole time, feeling that everything is pointless when randomness can off you in a moment. Slowly, her fighting spirit comes back as she finds she may be the only one who can stop the waves of random catastrophes. Her character arc is amazing and convincing.
Layne is alternatingly comic relief and deadly serious. Just when you think things cannot spiral down more for Vera, he pops in with cheerful motivational pleadings that draws her out of herself. Because Layne is a special agent for a commission that seems to be above normal law enforcement, he gets away with a lot of things during the investigation. It’s the cognitive dissonance of his actions versus Vera’s personal values that slowly draws her into caring about life again.
Having been a math major, despite failing probability the first time around, I really got into the theory behind the story. However, I think it is explained in layperson’s terms that all readers should understand. Basically, if a lot of good luck happens, there’s going to be a backlash of bad luck somewhere else. Throw in some Lovecraftian horror, a high body count, and a couple of great twists, and you end up with this riveting horror novel.
I have yet to read Tingle’s queer, absurdist, sci fi/fantasy/horror erotica, but I believe he must have really honed his craft during that time to produce these well written mainstream books. I give this book five stars out of five. I could barely put it down. It’s short, just over novella length, but it packs a punch. And if you want to read about how he joined the movement against the science fiction alt-right known as the rabid puppies, check out the excellent non-fiction work Speculative Whiteness. Tingle is a great voice in the queer speculative fiction community and I love seeing him succeed with such imaginative books.






