An unapologetically positive anti-novel, a host of personae, of challenges: Lovers; travelers; Michael Jackson; families; queer bodies; genders of flux; green algae; water; floods; horses; the corpse flower; befuddled cops; massage therapy; therapists; ritual; shamans; blood; caves; pasture; mannequins; drowning clowns; myth; people; transformation. “Whether or not you know it, your relationship to words has always been an erotic one.” So know it.
In this anti-novel j/j hastain performs on words and ideas the very miracles that Nature bestows on certain hermaphroditic land slugs. As suggested by j/j’s title, large conceptual penises spiral round one another, exchanging post-sensical semen, winding ever more ecstatically tighter as the un-paragraphs proceed, until, with the serrated edge of hastain’s wit and erudition, the genitive members must be chewed off, and the entities proceed to feminized fruition. A gratifying experience all around!
j/j hastain is a collaborator, writer and maker of things. j/j performs ceremonial gore. Chasing and courting the animate and potentially enlivening decay that exists between seer and singer, j/j, simply, hopes to make the God/dess of stone moan and nod deeply through the waxing and waning seasons of the moon.
j/j hastain is the inventor of The Mystical Sentence Projects and author of several cross-genre books including the trans-genre book libertine monk (Scrambler Press), The Non-Novels (Spuyten Duyvil), Luci: a Forbidden Soteriology (Black Radish Books) and The Xyr Trilogy: a Metaphysical Romance of Experimental Realisms. j/j’s writing has most recently appeared in Caketrain, Trickhouse, The Collagist, Housefire, Bombay Gin, Aufgabe, and Tarpaulin Sky.
by j/j hastain
$19.95, paperback, 220pp