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    <body><![CDATA[While it's wrong to laud a critic merely for agreeing with me, that's what I'm going to do.<br/><br/>Peck doesn't really assert these points so much as posit them on his way to dismember his contemporaries,  but since I find them excellent literary axioms, I'll repeat them:<br/><br/>-James Joyce...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/1501793">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I just finished reading this for the second time. For people who pay attention, Peck made a huge name for himself a few years ago when he starting swinging like crazy at writers he thought were wasting their talent, including his infamous line about Rick Moody being &quot;the worst writer of his gen...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/31826797">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[<strong>The acclaimed novelist takes a vigorous swipe at contemporary fiction and its progenitors.</strong>  <p><em>&quot;Rick Moody is the worst writer of his generation.&quot;</em>&#151;from <em>Hatchet Jobs</em>  <p>According to Dale Peck, contemporary fiction is at an impasse. Its place as entertainer and educator has been usurped by television and the movies while publishing has become a feeder industry to Hollywood. Faced with such diminished status, novelists have reacted in two admirable, if misguided, ways: writing for targeted socio-cultural groups, they produce so-called &quot;identity fiction,&quot; which employs a neo-Victorian realism and resembles anthropology more than art; or, they've pursued an ironic and self-reflexive postmodernism that can only comment on the real world with a mocking, impotent jest. Both &quot;solutions&quot; are reactionary and self-defeating, leading to books for the few rather than the many that isolate their readers instead of bringing them together.  <p><em>Hatchet Jobs</em> methodically eviscerates such writing. Reviewing the work of Jim Crace, Rick Moody, and Colson Whitehead, Dale Peck scrutinizes the publishing climate that fosters what he deems mediocre work and the critical establishment that rewards it. Essays on gay and black women's fiction acknowledge the benefits and limitations of identity fiction, while critiques of Julian Barnes and David Foster Wallace show how twentieth-century literary movements continue to shape fiction for both good and ill. Rife with textual analysis, historical context, and insights about the power of fiction, Hatchet Jobs hacks away literature's deadwood to discover the vital heart of the contemporary novel.</p></p></p>]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[Not only does Peck review books, providing criticism and analysis, but he criticizes critics and reviews book reviews.<br/><br/>Hehe.<br/><br/>He says nasty things about writers and reviewers. Tehe.<br/><br/>It's all very rousing and silly in an entertaining way. Plus it's short and small and ...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/21243776">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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    <![CDATA[Since the publication of <em>Hatchet Jobs</em>, the groves of literary criticism have echoed with the clatter of steel on wood. From heated panels at BookExpo America in Chicago to contretemps at writers' watering holes in New York, voices&#151;even fists&#151;have been raised.<br/><br/>Peck's bracing philippic proposes that contemporary literature is at a dead end. Novelists have forfeited a wider audience, succumbing to identity politicking and self-reflexive postmodernism. In the torrent of responses to this fulguration, opinions were not so much divided as cleaved in two with, for example, Carlin Romano contending that &quot;Peck's judgements are worse than nasty&#151;they are hysterical&quot; and Benjamin Schwarz retorting that &quot;in his meticulous attention to diction, his savage wit, his exact and rollicking prose and his disdain for pseudo-intellectual flatulence, Dale Peck is Mencken's heir.&quot;<br/><br/>Now <em>Hatchet Jobs</em>, with its swinging critiques of the work of, among others, Sven Birkerts, David Foster Wallace, Philip Roth, Colson Whitehead, Jim Crace, Stanley Crouch, and Rick Moody, is available in paperback.]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[Dale Peck has not really taught me anything about literature, but could write a damn monograph for OUP about the value of self-promoting bitchery. Bonus points: &quot;David Foster Wallace, you can now sleep easy, because you have just been READ.&quot;]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I never really read lit crit or reviews but I find Dale Peck hilarious and often spot on. So hit me.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[Loved it -- and now &quot;Law of Enclosures&quot; lies on my nightstand waiting its day of reckoning.]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[i laughed out-loud throughout. it's the antidote to acclaimed and terrible contemporary writers. ]]></body>
    
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    <body><![CDATA[I agree with him in principle but his execution lacks chop.]]></body>
    
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