To wit, I would like to give a brief review/overview of my three or four completed novels, most of which were written between the period of 2002-2004. That being said, let me do that, then.
I). Concerning "To Taren With Love": This novel is a bit of a Stephen King/"Carrie" parody all about a young man named Jonas who is tormented in high school by excremental bullies, who use several tricks to get him in more and more trouble, and test his resolve about things, until the coup de grace in which they trick him, using a popular girl he likes, into burning down the town where she lives. He goes crazy and she perishes in the vast, town-engulfing flames and smoke...it sounds like a strange, short, minimalist novel, and in many ways it is, but it really brings home the point of torment and torture in our public schools and what that causes and how it needs to be rooted out. So, in essence, this seeming homage/parody novel is also a social upheaval/activist novel (as in a way, all my satires and novels are).
II). Concerning "His Supposed Father": "His Supposed Father", which is, I think, one of my finest, funniest, most interesting and truest novels to date, in fine primarily is a parody/satire of the managerial/supervisory hierarchy of your average supermarket, as it chronicles what is essentially one day in the "life" of it-of a supermarket. Yet, it is so much more than just that. It is also a satire on the average whimsical, know-nothing, demanding elderly customer; and one on the average donations-collector who sets him or herself up on the sidewalk/landing of your average store; and it is especially a parody of the sometimes slavish relationships between the supreme sovereign, the store director, and his lowly assistant. And yet it is parody of even more than just that. It is my longest and most ambitious completed novel to date. It revolves mostly, but not entirely, around the relationship, trials & tribulations, reversals, fortunes/misfortunes, and ultimate changes between Ackerman, the sovereign, the supercilious and deified being; and his assistant, Kohler, who is in charge of and responsible for everything that goes on in the store. And, many, many hazards befall them both on that fateful day...yet many are comical. Yet this is not a comical novel, it is more seriocomic or tragicomic than anything else. But the day in question in which takes place the entirety of the action in this novel, mostly revolves around the donations-collector and his request to see Ackerman and to request a foothold at his threshold. Finally, though this a novel of change and upheaval and absurdity and weirdness, it is a social commentary and it is a parody, finally, of all the known departmental/hierarchical relationships within the average store, as I myself worked in two or three supermarkets for quite a while, so I would know, better than anybody...and, here, all I did was mock every aspect of them.
III). Finally, Concerning "The Businessman's Revenge": In describing this last of my trio of novels, two of which were written not only in the same year, but within 2-3 weeks of each other-that is, I finished one, and immediately began the next-I have only to say that it is essentially the story of 60 years in the life of a businessman, and it traces his humble beginnings in Boston, as a street-beggar, to the riches bequeathed him and his poor, struggling family by a generous, lovely, charitable lady of Boston, one of the "ruling class" who takes pity on and shelters them; to his attendance of Harvard and the collegiate newspaper rivalries that end with the tragic burning of the chemical lab; to his beginning his career in New York, working for a man named Clausen; to his political career; to his becoming a very wealthy and powerful man and inflicting horrid but deserved vengeance on his enemies, mostly those who he thought drove his family to streetbound poverty. The novel begins at the end, is mostly a long flashback and ends with a horrible irony. It is, in my opinion, a masterpiece, and it is hard to tell, even this early on in my novelistic career, which of the two novels written in late 2003/early 2004 is my magnum opus. All three of my novels are ambitious, but I would suppose that my last two are the most ambitious finished novels I've ever written. Even though, sometime between 2000-2002 I wrote 280 pages of a novel that boasted the longest chapter I've ever seen, 100-150 pages, which in itself could be considered a novel or novella; yet this story was ever finished and was part of a much larger work. Also, it was fantastic, in that it was fantasy...these last three novels named and summarized here are my most adult, real, true and actually-possible novels.
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