CZM Book Club: F*ck This Sh*t Manor, by Laurel Hightower

Summary

Podcast Summary: It Could Happen Here – Book Club: Fck This Sht Manor, by Laurel Hightower

Date: October 26, 2025
Host: Cool Zone Media
Episode Theme:
This episode of the CZM Book Club brings listeners a tongue-in-cheek reading and discussion of Laurel Hightower's "Fck This Sht Manor," a satirical haunted house story. The host celebrates spooky season with a blend of humor and sharp social commentary, highlighting genre tropes and class analysis within modern horror.

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Episode Overview

• Purpose: A read-aloud and exploration of Hightower's story from the 2022 anthology It Was All a Dream: An Anthology of Bad Horror Tropes Done Right. The episode features a narrated retelling, discussion of genre conventions, and analysis of the story's class-conscious twist.
• Tone: Playful, irreverent, and socially attuned, delivering both entertainment and thoughtful critique of horror clichés.

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Key Discussion Points and Insights

1. Story Introduction and Concept (04:44)

• Host introduces the concept: a haunted manor desperate for new tenants. The spooky setup is intentionally undercut with snark and dark humor.
  • Quote:
    "What is more Halloween than a little spooky humor and making fun of ourselves?"
    (Host, 04:52)
• The story lampoons low-rent haunted house tropes, questioning why anyone would move in and how ghosts adapt to a skeptical, practical modern society.

2. Narration: Failed Rental Attempts (04:52 – 08:16)

• The host reads the opening sequence:
  • The caretaker tries (and fails) to convince a potential tenant (a pragmatic, unfazed mom) to move in at an unbelievable price, even with utilities included.
  • The woman's disbelief, legal awareness ("that's not going to fly"), and ultimate refusal highlight contemporary cynicism.
  • Quote:
    "You know how I always say there’s no such thing as a free lunch? You’re looking at a prime example. Come on, we’re leaving. ... Fuck. This. Shit."
    (Tenant Mom, 07:42)

3. Haunted House Residents’ Dilemma (12:21)

• House denizens (ghosts, a hellhound, caretaker Francis) reckon with their inability to attract new "food" (tenants).
  • The ghosts bemoan changing times: “You suck at this. … This used to be easier. … The world is changing. We need to change with it.”
    (Various ghosts, 13:14–13:57)

4. The Arrival of the Specialist (13:57 – 21:14)

• Enter Lottie Fraser, the no-nonsense real estate "queen" brought in to consult.
• Lottie bullies her way through a tour, unfazed by the manor’s horrors, critiquing everything from cleanliness to marketing strategy.
  • Memorable Lottie Quotes:
    • “Your look just screams rapist, okay? ... People value privacy. I would never—not interested.” (To Francis, 19:46)
    • “You want a woman anyway. Less threatening to other women, more enticing to male renters." (Suggesting the hanged ghost be the new face, 20:10)

5. Marketing Makeover (24:29)

• Lottie tears into the manor’s inept marketing:

  • The absurdly low rent is suspicious, while “caretaking for Mama in the attic” kills appeal.

  • Advertising in local free papers only targets the working class, who are too streetwise to fall for “too good to be true” offers, especially those who've endured hardship.

    • Quote:
      “You think people, just because they’re desperate, they’re gonna move into this place? No, the people you can actually fuck over are the rich people who think they’re entitled to shit.”
      (Host, 33:39)

  • Lottie prescribes targeted social media ads and suggests going after "entitled" rather than poor tenants:

    • Find targets with a privileged, oblivious attitude—those most likely to fall for “inheritance” scams or too-good-to-be-true housing.

6. Class Consciousness & Satirical Social Commentary (33:39)

• The episode closes with the host reflecting on the story’s social critique:

  • Traditional horror often assumes desperate, working-class people fall prey to haunted houses, but it’s actually the naive and entitled who make better victims in contemporary society.
  • Quote:
    “It’s insulting to those of us who grew up struggling or working class that we’d just be so grateful we’d serve ourselves up on a platter.”
    (Host, 34:55)

• The host praises the story’s clever subversion and its nod to real-life realities for low-income people, noting that “ghosts gotta eat,” but times have changed.

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Notable Quotes & Memorable Moments

• Tenant Mom’s Final Words:
  “Fuck. This. Shit.” (07:42)
• Lottie, unfazed by the supernatural:
  “You asked for my help, and I’m telling you what you need. … You want a woman anyway.” (20:00)
• Host’s Reflection:
  “I love that modern horror has decent class analysis ... You think people, just because they're desperate, they're gonna move into this place? No, the people you can actually fuck over are the rich people who think they're entitled to shit. It’s so good.” (33:39)
• Laurel Hightower, via Host:
  “The haunted house is now and forever will be my favorite horror trope... but the first thing every story must address is: why the hell do these characters stay in the damn house?” (35:05)

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Timestamps: Important Segments

• 04:44 – Book Club intro, setup for “Fck This Sht Manor”
• 04:52 – Narrated reading: Spooky, comedic opening sequence
• 12:21 – Ghosts’ post-mace huddle; struggling with modern renters
• 13:57 – Real estate queen Lottie arrives
• 19:40 – Lottie’s practical renovation/social advice
• 24:29 – Marketing & tenant targeting strategy: a lesson in class
• 33:39 – Host’s closing reflections on satire and class analysis
• 35:05 – Author’s notes from Laurel Hightower, host’s commentary

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Episode Takeaways

• Satirical Update to Classic Tropes:
  Hightower’s story and the episode lampoon classic haunted house logic, showing how savvy, working-class people respond with skepticism, not naivete.
• Social Commentary:
  The real “victims” (and thus, the best horror protagonists in a late capitalist world) are the entitled, oblivious, and privileged.
• Modern Horror:
  Update genre conventions to fit a smartphone, social media, and renter-savvy world—or risk being laughed off by potential meals.
• Practical Advice, Even for Ghosts:
  If you want to haunt successfully, clean up, learn Instagram, and rethink your business model.

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Further Reading

• Author Bio:
  Laurel Hightower: Horror writer known for Whispers in the Dark, Crossroads, Below, co-editor of We Are Wolves, living in Kentucky. Website: laurelhightower.com

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Final Thoughts

The host delivers a fast-paced, witty, and incisive exploration of both horror tropes and contemporary class realities, making "Fck This Sht Manor" a ghost story not just for Spooky Month, but for an age of inflation, gig work, and scam-riddled rental markets.
“Don’t worry. In my heart, every month is spooky month.” (Host, 36:05)

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Francis sniffed and pressed a cold mildewed rag against his streaming eyes. You think you can do any better? I'm the only one with a pulse. This used to be easier. The giant peered between gauzy curtains. The world is changing. A vampire lifted his lips. That's as useful as it was the last time you said it. The giant turned and frowned. My point is, we need to change with it. The hollowed eyed twin stared up at him, lips quivering. You mean leave here? Move on? The giant sighed and turned back to the window. No, I mean we need to get help from someone who knows more than we do about the way things work now. The twins joined him at the window and followed his pointing finger. A specialist. Each resident in their turn approached the window and looked and each nodded and smiled at one another, their hope renewed. A specialist was just what they needed. Any of the phones still working? Asked the hanged Ghost. Lottie Fraser had seen some dud houses in her time. Houses right next to train tracks. Houses falling to rack and ruin. Even houses where murders had taken place. She'd sold every one of them, which is why she was the real estate queen of the southeastern quadrant. But this place was going to be a challenge. She climbed the stone steps littered with leaves, her lips pursed at the dingy porch. She pushed the doorbell with one knuckle, scribbling a list as she waited. Minutes later, a sunken eye peered at her through the yellowed lace curtains. She didn't bother smiling, raising an eyebrow instead. These people needed to get with it. Time was money. Locks were heard clicking and clacking in. The enormous door swung into darkness and a stooped man with jaundiced skin in a revolting suit stood before her. Ms. Fraser, I presume? Oh my God. Please don't tell me you're the one who's been showing the place. Jesus. No wonder no one's rented from you. She waved a hand at him. Back up, back up. You ever heard of a space bubble? The man frowned but stepped back to allow her to enter. Lottie stepped inside and wrinkled her nose. What the hell? When was the last time this place had a good airing out? She heard the door swinging shut behind her and raised one orange tipped finger. Oh no, you don't leave that unlocked. The caretaker raised an eyebrow, but he obeyed. She looked him up and down. You the one that called my office? He gave a sour smile and held out his hand. Francis. I'm hired with the manor. She looked at his dirty nails and declined to shake. Francis. Huh? You the Only one here. He opened his mouth and she leaned in closer. Don't even think about lying to me, Francis. I hear them moving. Where's everybody hiding? Francis closed his mouth again and stared, then lifted his shoulder. Any input here? He asked the house at large. Slowly, with many creaks, groans, hisses, and snarls, the denizens of the manor crept into the light. Lottie subjected each to a critical glance, then scribbled on her list again with a sigh. Once they were all assembled in their nightmare glory, she pushed her hair from her forehead. This everybody? She asked, and Francis nodded. Fine. Y' all stay here. Frances is gonna give me a tour. I catch any of y' all sneaking up on me, you're gonna be sorry. You hear me? The threat the diminutive woman uttered was left unspoken, but there was none among the gathered dead that doubted her word. They waited in a silence punctuated with glances at one another, listening to her exclamations of annoyance as she went over the house top to bottom. When she came back down the stairs, Frances trailing dejectedly in her wake, her features were scrunched. She made her way to the largest sofa, waved the twins out of her way, then sat and made notes in silence for several minutes. Finally, the creatures could stand it no longer. Well? Asked the hanged woman as she lit another cigarette. Lottie looked up and frowned. That's the first thing to go. Put that shit out and go outside to smoke in the future. You can't get that smell out of upholstery for love or money. The ghost gaped. I can't go outside the bounds of the house. I'll disappear. Lottie's expression remained unchanged. Not my problem. You asked for my help, and I'm telling you what you need. She grimaced down at her list, which so far is taking up three pages. The giant spoke before anyone else could tell us. We're willing to learn. She eyed him. For starters, you all have to give this place a good cleaning. Cobwebs, dust, the smell of decay. Nobody wants to live with that shit. I'm surprised you got anyone over the threshold. They grumbled, but there were nods all around. Max lifted a lip and a growl started to shake the room, the stench of sulfur choking the spirit. Still capable of smell. Lottie waved a hand in front of her face and looked at the beast. Lord have mercy. What the hell have you been feeding him? The vampire sputtered. That's not gas. He's a hellhound. Lottie snapped her fingers and Max's ears dropped. He stopped growling and came to sniff at her hand. She leaned close to scratch under his studded collar and he pressed close to her side. Whatever it is, you'd best put stinky boy outside before you bring anyone else in who's a gassy hellhound. You are, aren't you, boy? The fire went out of the dog's eyes and his tail thumped. Everyone bit their lip at the sight of one of Hell's most feared enforcers, brought low by scritches and a ridiculous voice. Lottie straightened and swung back to Francis. Next. There's you. You need to clear right the fuck off when you've got a potential renter here. He sniffed and straightened. Madam, I am the only one here who is capable. You're capable of giving people the creeps, that's for sure. She waved a hand to indicate his whole person. Your look just screams rapist, okay? I don't care who has to do it. You stay out of sight. And this whole I come with the house thing is over as of now. No one wants a skeezy guy beating off in a shrubbery, okay? People value privacy. I would never not interested. We're talking an aesthetic here. And yours is fucked. She eyed the Hanged Ghost. You're visible inside the house. Yeah. The woman frowned. I am, but Cool. Get you a turtleneck and some makeup, you're golden. You want a woman anyway. Less threatening to other women, more enticing to male renters. Don't overdo it with the sex kitten thing, though. But I Lottie mowed her over. As for the rest of you, and I can't stress this enough, stay the fuck out of sight. And not just that. Ease up on this whole needy vibe you've got going here. You lean in like vampires. As soon as someone comes in, people are going to get edgy. Everyone made a studious effort to avoid looking at the vampire while he stared at the scuffed wooden floor. 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A Casamigos margarita really is the perfect cocktail.

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[Matt Rogers]

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And we're back. Lottie sorted through her stack of paperwork, brought a fresh sheet to the top. Now let's talk rent and marketing. How much are you charging for this dump? When someone muttered a number from a dark corner, she turned slowly in her seat until she faced them. Are you kidding me? Why not just put up a blinking neon sign that says this is a trap? Francis coughed. Excuse me. That low rent figure has been instrumental in getting applicants through the door. No one can resist, right? They got through the door, but do they stay? Silence answered her and she nodded. That's what I thought. You can't make it astronomical, but you have to make it believable. A second floor ghost spoke up. There is the matter of the caretaking. That makes it more realistic, doesn't it? Lottie frowned. Caretaking? You mean Lurch over there? She jabbed a thumb at Frances. The ghost cleared its throat. No, it's part of the rent arrangement. The tenants are responsible for light caretaking of Mama. Lottie set down her stack on the couch beside her. Who the fuck is Mama? Her gaze fell on the web fingered infant who shook her head. Don't look at me. No relation. The resident of the third floor bathtub spoke up wetly. Well, it's just what we call her. She doesn't leave the attic rooms, so she doesn't bother anyone. But she requires three meals a day. Lottie crossed her arms. That shit's gotta go too. They gaped at her. The hanged Ghost cleared her throat. What? What should we do with her? Once again, not my problem. I'm just telling you, no one but no one is going to want to rent a place that comes with an unseen attic roommate who needs babysitting. People like to feel comfortable and enjoy themselves in their homes. That means being able to relax, unwind, be themselves, screw. And no one is going to want to have sex with that hanging over them. She doesn't. Doesn't matter. Get rid of her. Moving on. Now. Where are you advertising? At first no one answered. As everyone struggled to catch up to the image of a mansion without Mama. There was a guilty amount of relief in the picture. The usual places, said Frances. At last that eyebrow went up again. Meaning where? More glances were exchanged and Frances petered out under her gaze. The twins spoke up in unison. The newspaper Classified ads, of course. And the community message board. Lottie whipped around to look at them, raised a finger again. Do not, under any circumstances do that again. You're separate people, no matter what tired tropes have told you so act like it. The girls exchanged stunned looks, then slowly let go of one another's hands. Lottie nodded and looked back at Francis. Newspaper Classifieds, for fuck's sake. The city paper, at least. Francis lowered his gaze. No, there's a free community paper. Lottie dropped her head into her hands, eyes squeezed shut. You're advertising in this neighborhood? Is that wrong? Asked the giant. Lottie lifted her head. When was the last time any of you looked outside? Do you know where you live? The median income in this area. Francis smiled back. On safe ground, of course. That's been a key to our success. These people have never been inside a mansion like this, let alone lived in one. And to be able to do so for less than the lowest rent of one of those homes that surround us. Why every time we post one of those flyers with the little strips of paper, every last one gets taken. A wizened corpse tapped its chest. Those were my idea, it said with a grin. Lottie massaged her temples. These are working class people. Folks who've struggled with poverty, addiction, cycles of abuse and neglect. Not all of them, but everyone here has had to work for what they have, and every one of them is going to give the side eye to something that seems too good to be true. They might be tempted, they might even come look, but in the end, their sense of self preservation is going to save them. The room was silent, the words Fuck this shit ringing in their ears, the phrase they'd heard far too often of late. As unpleasant as it was to hear, Lottie was right. And this was, after all, why they'd called a special. The giant straightened his great shoulders. Okay then, tell us what to do. Any of you even remotely familiar with social media? Francis shook his head and began to answer when one of the twins raised a hand. He glared at her, but she shrugged. A kid dropped a phone once. I don't use much data and it was one of those pay as you go ones. So I've just been adding like five gigs every six months and there's literally nothing else in to do. Lottie gave her a nod. Good. So your targets are going to be easier to find on social media venues. You can narrow by geography if you want, but honestly, you'd be surprised how many of these types of people are willing to pick up and move their whole lives cross country just to take advantage of a windfall. She took out her own phone and began scrolling one twin at either shoulder. Several other residents gathered behind her. Okay, see, here's what I'm talking about. Amber Bradley. Look at the number of tweets she has complaining about waitstaff and food service. Her fucking breakfast taco was delayed three minutes and she's literally crying over it. Lottie scrolled further. You can tell she's never had a real job in her life, but there's tons of photos of expensive vehicles, vacations, meals that cost more than my commissions. The vampire frowned. So, rich people? Lottie shook her head. No. Entitled people. There's a difference. You're looking for folks so privileged they don't even realize they are the kind of people who won't think it's sketchy to be able to rent a whole friggin mansion for a few hundred bucks a month. And you don't even have to charge rent if you want to go another angle, pick a specific target, then tell them they've got an inheritance. From who? Asks The Hanged Ghost. Her brow furrowed, Lottie laughed. Who cares? Make up someone old and obscure. Tell them they were chosen because, oh hell, I don't know. Make up something to make them feel special. The twins were scrolling through the feed. Ugh, this woman looks awful. Look at how long she rants because they misspelled her name at Starbucks. Sounds like an ideal tenant. She stood, brushed off her bottom, and handed her work to the Hanged Ghost. I think that about covers it. That's a detailed list and there's more information in the booklet. Y' all have a lot of work to do, but this place has potential. The giant stepped forward, holding out an envelope stuffed with cash. Ms. Fraser, I can't tell you how much we appreciate you coming out. Lottie stuffed the cash into her purse. You just did, she said and shook his hand. I want to see this place in tip top shape next time I drive by. I have other properties in this neighborhood, you know. Know. They all gathered to wave her off, and as Lottie adjusted her blouse in the reflection of Rakiya's window, she shook off the chill and dank of the haunted mansion. Fuck that shit, she muttered, then gave a wide smile as she placed another of her signs in the mansion's weed choked yard and Long live the Queen of the Southeastern quadrant. Yeah, I don't know. That's the story. The end of Fuck this shit Manor. Okay, mostly I like the story because it's fun and it was fun to try and do voices for it. But also I love that modern, even goofy science fiction has a decent or genre fiction, whatever the fuck, has decent class analysis in it. I love that. It's just the talking about being like. You think people, just because they're desperate, they're gonna move into this place? No, the people who you can actually fuck over are the rich people who think they're entitled to shit. It's so good. And I love a clever story as long as it's well written and what Laurel Hightower, the author of Fuck the Shit Manor, has to say about it. The haunted house is now and forever will be my favorite horror trope. I love ghosts and ghoulies and the atmosphere of a good haunting. But there are a couple of key points that every story must address. The first is why the hell do these characters stay in the damn house? I love seeing how authors approach this. One of my favorites being the film His House. The main characters literally have nowhere else to go. The other question that started bugging me was how on earth do these people keep ending up in these places? A classic, cozy, weird inheritance take can certainly be done well, and a lot of times that's enough. But in the age of smartphones and Uber, it gets less and less believable that a person would just drop their whole life to move into crazy aunt so and so's isolated mansion with creaky floors, footsteps in the night, and that one door you. You absolutely can't open. Oh my God. What were you thinking? It's insulting to those of us who grew up struggling or working class that we'd just be so grateful we'd serve ourselves up on a platter to whatever lurks behind closed doors. If anything, we're liable to side eye anything that seems too good to be true. But ghosts gotta eat. So how do they adapt to changing times and attitudes? I loved exploring this concept in a tongue in cheek fashion with Fuck this Shit Manor. I initially wrote it in 2020, gifted to a wonderful but now defunct website for does the dog die in this? I'm thrilled to see it live again as the residents of the manor put up their own struggle for survival. And Laurel's bio is. Laurel Hightower grew up in Kentucky, attending college in California and Tennessee before returning home to horse country where she lives with her husband, son and a rescue pit bull. She works as a paralegal in a mid sized firm wrangling litigators by day and writing at night. A bourbon and beer girl, she's a fan of horror movies and true life ghost stories. She is the author of Whispers in the Dark, Crossroads and Below, and co edited the charity anthology We Are Wolves as well as the Dead An Identity Horror Anthology. Her short fiction has appeared in several publications and you can keep up with her work at her website, which is laurel hightower.com and laurel is spelled L A U R e l and Hightower is H I G H T o w e r.com Anyway, that's the book club and we've got a special treat for you next week, but I'm not going to tell you what it is because you're going to have to wait. And don't worry. In my heart, every month is spooky month. Bye everyone. 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