#6 A Very Minor Prophet by James Bernard Frost

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#4 Cataclysm Baby, by Matt Bell

Mudluscious Press, 2012.

This collection of prose vignettes are arranged in an abecedarian series with triplets of names for each letter. The stories all portray parents in post-apocalyptic, dying worlds dealing with surreal circumstances – mutated babies, dying gene pools, hostile landscapes. Even though the characters and situations might appear alien, the emotional struggles of these characters are very human. Parents worry about feeding their children, keeping them safe, keeping them happy.

Often, Bell’s choice of titular names resonates with some theme of the story. “Cain, Caleb, Cameron” is the story of a baby born with teeth, born ‘hungry,’ trailed by the mostly devoured corpse of its twin. In two short pages, Bell manages to tap into primal issues of parenthood as the parents must decide whether to continue to feed this baby:

At home, it is my wife who cries, while our firstborn sucks her tit fry, while his rows of teeth puncture her skin, pock-mock her areola. And how to respond when she complains of his always-hunger, when in an empty voice she begs me to allow the bottle instead?

But look at our son, I say.

Look how tall he’s grown. Look how strong.” (Bell 7).

Many of the children of these stories are born mutants, born different from their parents in some meaningful way, usually physical. The parents struggle to come to terms with their disappointment while also letting go of their increasingly unrecognizable offspring. In “Edgar, Edric, Eduardo,” the narrators live on the floor of a jungle, “too bloated to climb” to the fruit and freedom above (11). They send their child to scavenge for them, “teach him to climb, to imitate the monkeys that screech from the branches” (11). This encouragement is actually their undoing. At first, he brings them food, which is easy for him because he’s “made for this world to which we cannot adapt” (12). Later, though, the boy meets others, and the question becomes: for how long will he continue to remain with his parents in their dying situation? And aren’t these the issues all parents must deal with? Letting their children go off to succeed in their own lives while also wanting them to stay?

“Justina, Justine, Justise,” is one of the more striking stories involving a man being punished for infidelities by his children. “For the first crime my daughters took only my thumb,” Bell begins (29). For each transgression, another punishment. Bell mirrors this idea in “Yaretzi, Yasmina, Yatima” which chronicles children born as nothing but wind: ghost children who torment their father for his indiscretions and force him to build increasingly tall towers in order to reach his mother, presumably in heaven.

Many of these stories are more in the horror genre, in which parents live in fear of their children as they grow more and more unrecognizable. In “Svara, Sveta, Sylvana,” the father is so focused on his sick wife, he allows their rodent-like children to burrow free. He has no faith in these children; he believes they’ve abandoned their mother and is desperate in his faithlessness, which leads him to dig into the basement to follow them, while his wife is dying upstairs.

There are moments of real talent in these stories. Though some of the themes and situations do overlap, the majority of the stories hit home with striking effectiveness, and it’s impressive that Bell is able to genuinely surprise and delight the reader with his creativity (again and again) while working within the constraints of the collection’s structure. He also attempts certain structural tics with some of the stories – beginning each paragraph with the same word, for example – and these can distract on occasion, but when he settles down and just tells the stories, he’s at his best.

Matt Bell’s been making a name for himself through his formally inventive fiction, and this collection certainly adds to that. Mud Luscious Press has, likewise, been making a name for itself by publishing groundbreaking work for a few years now, and they’ve outdone themselves again. Cataclysm Baby is, at times, a touch graphic if you’re squeamish, but it’s a solid book well worth the read. I’m eager to read more of Bell’s work.

-CL Bledsoe

#3 Everybody Says Hello by Michael Kun

When someone I know asks me for a book recommendation, I usually throw out The Locklear Letters, by Michael Kun. It's one of the funniest books I've ever read and if the person asking me isn't a big reader, it's an easy novel to get through. That being said, I now have two books in the funny area to share with friends. Michael has a follow-up novel that brings Sid Straw back to the page!

Everybody Says Hello is written in the same format as The Locklear Letters; letters from our main character, Sid Straw, to people across the country including his nephew, bosses, parents, magazine subscription departments, motel managers, transvestites, his ex-girlfriend, the securities exchange commission, Heather Locklear, and many more!

I feel like one of the best parts about these two books is what isn't said. Mr. Kun has a talent for telling us exactly what we need to know about the story without inundating us with all of the letters that Sid receives or any external dialogue. If someone told me about the novel and said, "it's funny letters from one guy to a bunch of people," I would have a hard time understanding where the story would actually come out, but Michael has no problem doing just that. With false imprisonment, defamation suits, and a lot of out-of-court settlements, you'll have a fantastic time reading this novel.

It's a one or two sitting book that will have you howling, pick up a copy next week (April 15th)!

And finally, Michael has been gracious enough to offer us a signed first edition of the book to the best comment on this post in the form of a business letter, where the body of the letter is no more than 250 words, state why the you should win the free copy of the book. Letters must include an addressed recipient, a  closing,a reference to at least one celebrity that you know personally (whether you do or not in real life), at least one sexual innuendo, and a declarative sentence that celebrates the entrant's local sports team.


Good Luck and Eat Wheaties,

The Goat

#2 Lucky Bastard by S.G. Browne

If you’ve read either of S.G. Browne’s other novels, Breathers: A Zombie’s Lament or Fated, you’re going to walk into very familiar territory with Lucky Bastard. Scott has an extremely original voice in everything he’s written and Lucky Bastard does not disappoint.

Browne takes the normal supernatural elements that we’re so fond of in his books and invents a whole new realm. With every page, you’ll feel the twists and turns coming at you non-stop. The book does not let you put it down and you start questioning everything from your own morals to if such a luck poacher could actually exist. Scott has a way of seeing a world that doesn’t exist and hands it to you very matter-of-factly. He has an amazing talent for story-telling.  

Lucky Bastard is a fantastic mix of noir and light-hearted humor. It’s a fast-paced, witty, book and I’m sure that if you haven’t already fell in love with the guy’s writing, this novel will push you over the edge. When you finish the book three things will happen. 1. You’ll want to listen to some Barry Manilow. 2. You’ll question everyone that wants to shake your hand. And 3., You’ll be sad that you’re finished reading.

Lucky Bastard is going to be released April 17th, by Gallery Books. Also, look forward to his new short story book, Shooting Monkeys in a Barrel, coming out on March 27th!

#1 Zombie Bake-Off by Stephen Graham Jones

Terry is a single mother, raising two children, a daft brother, and the staff of the local coliseum.  As the Events Coordinator, she oversees the day to day operations of the building and the conferences and shows that fill arena.  Zombie Bake-Off opens as Terry's disrespectful children are left at school in the morning, where Terry has to muscle her way through the drop-off lane to get to work on time, and deal with the other judgmental mothers that cluck their tongues in her general direction.  When she gets to work, she has to make sure her brother, Chapman, the security guard, and the rest of the staff at the coliseum for that matter, is on task as laziness and complete disregard for common sense compete for dominance.  For Terry, this is every day.

The story here, however, is that on this particular day, a swarm of women are wandering the floor of the arena at a cooking show, featuring Beatrice, a blind woman that's able to distinguish the ingredients of everything fed to her, as her sense of taste is heightened where her sense of sight has failed her.  This attraction is further bolstered by the presence of a television crew filming for a televised cooking show starring a flamboyant Kent.  Unfortunately for Terry, before she's even able to get to work, buses pull into the parking lot of the coliseum, their doors swing open, and out fall the muscle-bound, tattoo-clad wrestlers of a federation that are scheduled to perform in the double-booked building later that night.  They're early, and they have no intention of staying off the arena floor, and out of sight of the prim and proper attendance of the cooking show already in progress.  

Add in a dash of day-old doughnuts and you have a recipe for pure disaster.

Stephen Graham Jones cleaves flowery narrative and leaves out complicated, unnecessary dialogue.  What is left for the reader is Zombie Bake-Off, a combination of his love for a local arena, baked goods, and zombie stories.  In a literary world now jam-packed with tales of love disguised with glittery vampires, shirtless werewolves hellbent on obtaining pricey real estate on the California coast, and Presidential monster slayers, Jones tells a simple tale of a zombie horde reigning terror on the few humans left inside a building, trapped, and forced to take a stand.  The simplicity of this novel is a refreshing nod to the George Romero movies of old.  It isn't complicated by any stretch of the imagination, by shoe-gazing girls with no backbone to speak of, or plot points that are created to increase word count.  Zombie Bake-Off is simply what it is, creatures eating people.  It's an action packed festival of blood and guts, and as an extra bonus, there's a small love story that doesn't detract from anything at all.  This is what Twilight would be like if it had balls, what The Walking Dead would be without the boring, whiny characters. 


Review by Sean P. Ferguson

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