Blood On the Moon

“Blood on the Moon” brings to a close the series of five books which Tully hoped would be grouped together and called the Underworld Edition. He saw his previous books “Beggars of Life.” “Circus Parade,” “Shanty Irish,” and “Shadows of Men” as having a common thread of telling the stories of the outcasts and under dogs that lurked below the surface of  early Twentieth century America culture.  “Blood on the Moon” brings together the stories of orphans, hobos, Irish immigrants, chain makers, whores, magicians and boxers to paint a vivid picture of those who lived outside the straight and narrow.

Jim Tully has largely been forgotten today, but during the 1920s and 1930s he was considered one of America’s best writers, routinely ranked with Hemingway and Fitzgerald as a true American voice. 

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What the Critics Said:

“The stuff of his experiences is sensational and pitched at a furious tension. Treachery and brotherhood, starvation and gluttony, murder and love run in streamer headlines across these dizzy reminiscences. Mr. Tully, rushing rampant down the days of his life, paints them a bloody red.” – Virginia Peterson, New York Herald Tribune

“Mr. Tully writes with a sledgehammer.” – Frederic F Van de Water, New York Post

“Again and again the reader will find himself exclaiming, “Can such things be? And the next chapter not only proves that they can, but others much worse.” – Percy Hutchinson, The New York Times

There is a sharp-eyed way of looking at the world, the quick, personal insight into the twisted ways of life’s under-dogs, and there is the Tully chip on the Tully shoulder and be damned to you. If Jim Tully had not said what he has said, no one else would have said it. – The Saturday Review

“If Tully were a Russian, read in translation, all the professors would be hymning him. He has all of Gorky’s capacity for making vivid the miseries of poor and helpless men, and in addition he has a humor that no Russian could conceivably have.” - H.L. Mencken