Nathaniel G. Moore. Anvil Press, $20 paperback (256p) ISBN: 978-1772140477
Nathaniel G. Moore is
no stranger to the odd. Take his
first book, the faux sports tell-all Bowlbrawl,
or Let’s Pretend We Never Met. Full
of linguistic tricks, this latter collection is chalk full of hijinks and
features a book-length escapade with the Roman poet Catullus. With Jettison,
his debut fiction collection, Moore
begins with a new version of his
version of Catullus – somehow alive and trying to steal his roommate’s
girlfriend – or at least her dress. He speaks in broken English, hates the
winter and keeps cooked ground beef in tube socks on the kitchen counter. He
enjoys playing badminton, riding his bike and terrifying people with a homemade
chainsaw. The aura of discomfort the story presents is enough to make you
reconsider over-thinking romantic relationships. Romance and horror are obvious
themes in this bawdy collection, the words “romantic” and “horror” both appear
online in catalogue copy. Another story called “Jaws” describes a father’s
obsession with a girlfriend who he introduced his kids to when they were
younger as Aunt Louise. The narrator is in his final years of life and is
recalling with much joy the wild times he had
with Louise, who may or may not
have been a college drop out sea monster. The descriptions of their playful
sexual past are done well, if not entirely over the top. The aquatic sea
monster imagery is ribald, with hints of Aquaman’s ability to summon oceanic
creatures to do his biding. The deadpan voice the narrator maintains makes up
for any moments the reader may face thinking how on earth can this be happening? Other stories deal with
capitalism and identity nicely, such as “The Magic Purchase Jettison HERE.
Reviewer bio: Jenny Simpson is a freelance writer and poet from Nova Scotia, Canada. Her work has appeared in Paper Darts, and is forthcoming in Nova. She lives with her boyfriend and two dogs named Glacier and Bear.