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Find yourself on a starship as it lumbers across the desert. Find yourself on a train looking out at the stars, the earth a blue marble in the infinite black abyss behind you. Find yourself overdosing on narcotics in a bathtub at home. The Red Planet. Pharmaceuticals. The Demiurge. Assassins. Suicide bombers. Underground railroads between worlds. What mysteries link them? Pull back the veil and see.
In Beyond the Great, Bloody, Bruised and Silent Veil of this World author Jordan Krall creates a wholly unique experience; all at once revelatory, hypnotic, and hallucinatory. All literal, all parable, all a twisted drug-trip. So read on and know this; it’s all true, and it’s all in your head.
Issue seven features the novella “Noah’s Arkopolis” by David W Barbee short fiction by David Agranoff, Molly Tanzer, Andrew Wayne Adams, Shane McKenzie and Dustin Reade, comics by Andrew Goldfarb and SCAR, articles by Constance Ann Fitzgerald, Carlton Mellick III, Kirsten Alene Pierce, Garrett Cook and Bradley Sands, a spotlight on author Jordan Krall, reviews, and more!
Click HERE to order The Magazine of Bizarro Fiction (Issue Seven)!
Five drivers. One race. Millions of tentacles.
It’s the year 2025 in the neon-colored nuclear wasteland that was once the United States of America. The remaining inhabitants are at the mercy of mutants, freaks, marauders, gangs, and the last millionaire in the country, the mysterious Mr. Silver. Now, five drivers must compete in a life-or-death race that will determine the fate of the planet. There’s Samson, a lone wolf who buried his life in racing after he lost his wife and son. Gabby Peppermint, a cold-hearted bitch with a huge pink sledgehammer and an unrivaled thirst for blood. Junko, a cross-dressing ex-sex slave in a 1987 Honda Civic. Mama Hell, a God-fearing Christian who wears a shawl made of tattooed human skin. And Drac, a glass-skulled madman who drives a tentacled car possessing eldritch powers.
Something timeless and beautiful has risen off the Eastern Seaboard, the ancient city of R’lyeh and these five racers have been called together for the most epic race in history. Tearing through a post-apocalyptic New Jersey landscape rife with mind-bending terrors, Drac, Samson, Gabby, Junko and Mama Hell will encounter things far more dangerous than each other. A tooth-tornado, nuclear mutants, cannibal Christians, a gargantuan ejaculating marionette, a friendly crab dealer, and the great city itself: the city of R’lyeh, either their doom or their salvation.
It’s Death Race 2000 meets H. P. Lovecraft in bizarro author Jordan Krall’s best and most suspenseful work to date.
From bizarro author Jordan Krall…
Introducing GNOSTIC GNOSTRILS Ministries and Astral Hospital.
Personalized 16-page hardcover books by bizarro author Jordan Krall. You provide him with 5 things (names, places, themes, concepts, objects) and he incorporates them in a collection of stories, fragments, poems, and drawings. All handwritten and hand drawn. Each copy is limited to 1 so whatever stories are included in your book will NEVER be reprinted. You will be the only one to own a copy! Every book will be written with the buyer in mind.
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Coming soon from Voodoo Press is the German edition of Jordan Krall’s bizarro epic Fistful of Feet! Check out the Voodoo Press website for more info.
by Gabino Iglesias
I love Bizarro. There, I said it. Any excuse is a good one to read it, praise it, share it. However, an awful disease constantly forces me to go beyond the reading and enjoying: I’m an academic. This means that cultural products have to be deconstructed, analyzed, studied. The desire to perform a vivisection on Bizarro had been there for a while, but this semester a professor said I could try to explain how the genre creates third space. I went home and tossed a few manic-depressive dwarfs against a giant stack of purple potato pancakes to celebrate (for such is the Bizarro way). Two weeks later it was done.
The paper actually made sense. I argue that Bizarro is uncategorizable, that it blasts its way out of known genre constraints with a baby-head gun and laser eyes. Okay, here’s the deal: Homi Bhabha defines third space as “a present time and a specific space (…) which constitutes the discursive conditions of enunciation that ensure that the meaning and symbols of culture have no primordial unity or fixity; that even the same signs can be appropriated, translated, rehistoricized and read anew.” Third space has also been explained as something that “sees beyond the grid,” something that “‘burrows’ below its dominant patterns of control and regulation, and confronts us with alternative, contradictory, and challenging perspectives that…navigate a kind of ‘stranger’s path’ into unexpected, unrecorded spaces beneath the surface,” thus bringing in “new life” through being in “touch with the outside world.”
Those definitions force the very academic question: What could be more unfixed, strange and outside the grid that fucking Bizarro? Bizarro is third space. I even knew that Kevin Donihe was aware of it when he said that Bizarro “embraces the elbow room won by post-modernism while tending to be entirely unacademic.” What Donihe hinted at but didn’t say was that Bizarro keeps pushing, squeezing, blasting, fisting, vomiting, flying, microwaving, clawing, smurfing and screaming its way into new territories, into the unknown, into alternate universes, into Pickled Planet, Crab Town, Suckhole, Cat Brain Land, Oz, Candyland, the cake city inside the gut of a giant mobster, the time of dinosaurs, oceans of lard and many other places.
All of this I presented. I deconstructed Jordan Krall’s “Beyond the Valley of the Apocalypse Donkeys” and “Fistful of Feet,” Kevin Shamel’s “Island of the Super People,” David W. Barbee’s “A Town called Suckhole,” Carlton Mellick’s “The Haunted Vagina” and “Apeshit” and Garrett Cook’s “Jimmy Plush, Teddy Bear Detective.” I showed how these books share elements with the action/adventure, crime/detective, romance, horror, mystery and science fiction genres while simultaneously blurring those lines, shattering known literary practices, playing with language and, well, creating the damn unstableness needed for the conception of a third space. I quoted Rose O’Keefe’s words about Bizarro not being “horror, science-fiction, fantasy, or even experimental fiction. The only real way to describe it would be: weird.”
When I started the presentation and the cover art started to flow, a few laughs erupted. Those soon wilted away like flowers in an oven and were quickly replaced by an orgy of frowns unlike anything Mellick has ever seen at his eyebrow farm. I turned to make sure my presentation hadn’t somehow turned into a grainy home video of a fang-toothed demon practicing some abhorrent carnal activity with a fetus. It had not. The only thing up there were the marvelous covers of some of my favorite books. The proverbial pin dropped in Austin and Rose O’Keefe heard it in Portland.
After the presentation, words like “pornographic” and “offensive” were uttered. I was attacked because they felt uncomfortable. I felt exactly how my favorite authors must feel when they have to face the regular, get-my-books-at-the-pharmacy crowd. It sucked. Hard. It also made me love Bizarro even more.
Like it or not, by stepping outside the grid, Bizarro has redefined objective reality as something that can be ignored or fought against. Signifiers are being invited to float around without words attached to them (pun intended), race has been shattered by a multiplicity of colors and a plethora of invented nationalities. Sexuality has been cracked open and celebrated in all it’s (im)possible manifestations. Space and time are ignored and, in order to make sense, to have meaning, the genre requires the be looked at on its own terms. The elbow room that postmodernism created has been filled and now the pushing is being done from within a literary genre that refuses to fall under a single category, that has deconstruction and (re)building at its core and that has comfortably taken third space out of film studies and placed it in literature while simultaneously taking it a few steps further.
Academia can frown, but Bizarro is what I choose to read, review, share, write and study. Bizarro is not a genre, it’s a family. After a near-lynch experience, those words became more real than ever. Long live Bizarro!
Gabino Iglesias writes for the Austin Post where he often reviews Bizarro Fiction
Horrorfind is the craziest, wild-ass horror convention you will ever attend. EVER. A handful of us bizarros (Jordan Krall, Andersen Prunty, Eric Mays, and William Pauley III) went last year and shocked the crowd with our Bizarro Power Hour! This year, bizarro is ALL OVER the schedule. We have events happening every single day.
You won’t want to miss this:
Signing 5:30pm – 7:30pm: Andersen Prunty and Jeff Burk
Panel 5:00pm — 7:00pm: Bizarro World – Authors Andersen Prunty, Jeff Burk, Gregory Hall, Eric Mays, William Pauley III, Jordan Krall, and Nick Cato discuss the origins and future of the Bizarro genre, and offer some select readings and performances.
Signing 11:00am – 1:00pm: William Pauley III, Jordan Krall, and Eric Mays
Find out more about the convention at www.horrorfindweekend.com
Hope to see you there!