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Misto Peas
These are "tiny special stories" that involve reworkings of experimental poet John M. Bennett's writings. These reworkings, or "Ack's Wacks", take Bennett's seemingly 'deranged' OCD-like repetitions & mutterings & turn them into seemingly deranged short short stories that carom wildly.
26 pages, chapbook
First published January 1, 2009
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November 15, 2009
"Blaster" Al has honed down his fightin' words even further than ever before. It's like he's filtered them thru a sock taken from the foot of a person whose body was left in a ditch for several yrs by forensics researchers - all the while mistaking the sock for his wife b/c of alcohol abuse.
Who needs Cormac McCarthy, William Faulkner, & Flannery O'Connor when we have Al Ackerman? He takes McCarthy & Faulkner's length & squeezes it. wrings it out, gets rid of the moisture. He even outcompresses O'Connor. The moisture is so removed, the humor so dry, that there's not a dry eye in the house - mainly b/c the house doesn't HAVE eyes - even if the hills do. Ackerman takes a 40 course meal & compresses it into a pill. & Blaster's quite a pill.
To say that Blaster's a master is not only a rhyme but can also lead to saying what he's a master of: viz: having a great opening sentence that sucks you right in & then sends you off on tangents that weave such a web of implication-ridden silliness that, faster than you can say all 189,819 letters of "Methionylthreonylthreonylglutaminylarginyl...isoleucine", you're covered in some sort of sticky viscous substance & there's a big 8-legged thing approaching you who doesn't seem to have friendly intentions.
I've sd it before & I'll say it again: "Blaster" Al Ackerman is one the greatest 'Merican writers & he's not going to live forever so if you haven't read anything by him yet you're missing out BIG TIME. Buy one of his bks so more publishers will publish him & so that he might get a little moolah from time-to-time. If you're one of those people like me who hates reading the bios of creative people that end w/ "died alone & in poverty" then you know what to do.
Who needs Cormac McCarthy, William Faulkner, & Flannery O'Connor when we have Al Ackerman? He takes McCarthy & Faulkner's length & squeezes it. wrings it out, gets rid of the moisture. He even outcompresses O'Connor. The moisture is so removed, the humor so dry, that there's not a dry eye in the house - mainly b/c the house doesn't HAVE eyes - even if the hills do. Ackerman takes a 40 course meal & compresses it into a pill. & Blaster's quite a pill.
To say that Blaster's a master is not only a rhyme but can also lead to saying what he's a master of: viz: having a great opening sentence that sucks you right in & then sends you off on tangents that weave such a web of implication-ridden silliness that, faster than you can say all 189,819 letters of "Methionylthreonylthreonylglutaminylarginyl...isoleucine", you're covered in some sort of sticky viscous substance & there's a big 8-legged thing approaching you who doesn't seem to have friendly intentions.
I've sd it before & I'll say it again: "Blaster" Al Ackerman is one the greatest 'Merican writers & he's not going to live forever so if you haven't read anything by him yet you're missing out BIG TIME. Buy one of his bks so more publishers will publish him & so that he might get a little moolah from time-to-time. If you're one of those people like me who hates reading the bios of creative people that end w/ "died alone & in poverty" then you know what to do.
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