Now available in paperback, singer/songwriter/producer/political activist/actor/author Steve Earle’s debut novel, I’LL NEVER GET OUT OF THIS WORLD ALIVE, brings to life an obscure piece of music history. 
Doc Ebersole lives with the ghost of Hank Williams. Literally.
In 1963, ten years after he may have given Hank the morphine shot that killed him, Doc has lost his license. Living in the red-light district of San Antonio, he performs abortions and patches up the odd knife wound to feed his addiction. But when Graciela, a young Mexican immigrant, appears in the neighborhood in search of Doc’s services, miraculous things begin to happen. Everyone she meets is transformed for the better, except, maybe, for Hank’s angry ghost—who isn’t at all pleased to see Doc doing well. 

“Earle’s writing never lacks heart.” —New York Times Book Review 

“As he does in his songs, Earle finds the tenuous points of emotional connection between characters who are living not only on the edges of their own ability to cope, but often on the very margins of society itself.” —Rolling Stone 

Now available in paperback, singer/songwriter/producer/political activist/actor/author Steve Earle’s debut novel, I’LL NEVER GET OUT OF THIS WORLD ALIVE, brings to life an obscure piece of music history. 

Doc Ebersole lives with the ghost of Hank Williams. Literally.

In 1963, ten years after he may have given Hank the morphine shot that killed him, Doc has lost his license. Living in the red-light district of San Antonio, he performs abortions and patches up the odd knife wound to feed his addiction. But when Graciela, a young Mexican immigrant, appears in the neighborhood in search of Doc’s services, miraculous things begin to happen. Everyone she meets is transformed for the better, except, maybe, for Hank’s angry ghost—who isn’t at all pleased to see Doc doing well. 

“Earle’s writing never lacks heart.” —New York Times Book Review 
“As he does in his songs, Earle finds the tenuous points of emotional connection between characters who are living not only on the edges of their own ability to cope, but often on the very margins of society itself.” —Rolling Stone