Wild and erratic use of words and storytelling as artistic media in the unique voice of Kathy Acker. This book contains three books - two novels and a short story. Blood & Guts in High School stands out, a perfect masterpiece of Acker's sex, violence and abrupt punk storytelling. It is a wonderful collage of drawings, text, plays, maps, and is an experience outside of reading (culminating in a magnificent dream-wander through the desert for the protagonist and Jean Genet). Great Expectations is cutting, a winding and unpredictable alternative to the Dickens story; My Death, My Life by Pier Paolo Pasolini is sharp-witted and less dark, and includes multiple retelling of the Irish revolution via Macbeth. ( )

Abandoned book: Blood and Guts in High School by Kathy Acker

This is a book first published in 1978 and is an experimental novel. To put it context imagine an 18th century painting of a landowner and his family under a tree. At first glance this is natural but it’s a construct from both the style of the sitting to the painting techniques used to artificially create naturalism. If you deconstruct this then you draw on a range of counter images or techniques. Say having the landowner be a woman and the landscape constructed from dead bodies reflecting the true nature of the power illustrated.

This book is based on post modernist assumptions of deconstructing narrative; form etc to expose the oppressive nature of being a woman defined by men or being in a system then robs individuality- libertarian feminism as it were. One of the approaches that Kathy Acker takes is to take a brutal pornographic view of men and have the women adopt the same view to expose how a feminine romantic view of sex is part of the oppressive suppression of female sexuality.

The book does not follow the rules of dramatic narrative but is a montage of pastiches, poems, play scenes, pornographic drawings, dreamscapes that are not about telling a story but creating images and feelings that deconstruct the social view of say education, the state, religion etc. The opening few pages are written as a play dialogue with inner monologues between a 10 year old girl and a father who has sex with her. But from the context its not a 10 year old girl(the language and the content is of an older woman) so one reading is that this is a inner monologue along the lines of Transactional Analysis of stern parent and child which reflects how women are infantilised by men.
So why abandoned the book? Two reasons, the first is its relentless politics. It’s a book best read by young students who have the advantage of seeing the world in black and white: all men are bastards; your parents fuck you up; police are pigs; education is fascism etc. The second is the format whilst containing many powerful nuggets tends to drag and not engage me as it is essentially a series of diverse pieces of writing and drawings thrown together it feels at random. Life is too short… which was first put printed in May 1877, The Morning Oregonian included a story with this opinion:
"Oh I say, drawled Gerard; 'life's too short to be wasted talking about a woman. Let's go and get some beer."
Oh dear…
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