Corey Redekop

I loved this book. Thomas Friesen is the embodiment of every nerdy kid who dreams of growing up and kicking ass. The fact that he is from Winnipeg and carries out his revenge in Winnipeg is just icing on the cake for another nerd who lives in Winnipeg. And the cherry on top is that the author is another BookCrosser! Well done Corey!

Since, as a direct result of reading this book, I've added another pile of books that I absolutely must read, I've decided to do a wild release of it. The question is where??? Possibilties abound.… (mer)

In the genre of speculative fiction, the best authors posit an alternative universe and make it convincing by populating it with believable characters whose struggles mimic or mirror our own. This alternative universe can be familiar, whimsical, or outlandish, or simply a place where strange and far-fetched things happen. This doesn’t really matter. What does matter is that the author’s confident treatment of the material dispels any doubts and draws the reader in. The author knows the events he’s describing can’t happen (the reader knows this too or else he’s in big trouble), but must never as much as hint to the reader that this is the case. Once the story grabs us the willing suspension of disbelief kicks in and all is forgiven. Such is Corey Redekop’s first novel, Husk, the story of Sheldon Funk, struggling small time actor turned zombie. Sheldon suffers a messy and ignominious death in a bus washroom, revives on the autopsy table, and escapes into Toronto of the here and now. Sheldon the zombie is unique: unlike others of his kind he is capable of assessing his actions and controlling his appetites. He knows eating people is wrong, it’s just that sometimes he can’t help himself. As a zombie Sheldon senses an opportunity and resumes his acting career, landing gigs he would never have had a hope of getting prior to his death. His agent is suitably impressed and pushes him until Sheldon is a headliner. With fame and fortune, however, comes unwanted scrutiny, the consequences of which lead Sheldon down a path he never saw coming. Redekop’s novel is by turns hilarious and horrific. Certain scenes are, quite literally—when you read the book you’ll see what I mean—stomach turning. Gore and gruesomeness abound. This might all seem like good fun. But there is a serious message lurking at the core of this novel, one regarding life and death and overweening ambition. In the blood-spattered pages of Husk Corey Redekop displays the confidence of a seasoned novelist. His concept is bizarre, his vision grotesque, but never once does he stray from his chosen path. The result is memorable and unceasingly entertaining.… (mer)

I didn't know whether to laugh or shudder reading Corey Redekop's Shelf Monkey. So I did both.

The novel tells the tale of failed lawyer turned bookstore widget Thomas, who finds his soulmates in an eccentric group of fellow employees at hypermegabookstore READ. The only problem is they're more crazy than eccentric. They hold secret meetings where they burn offensive books -- you know, Michael Crichton, Candace Bushnell, the Left Behind series -- while assuming the monikers of beloved fictional characters. Oh, Corey, you had me at Yossarian. They have a particular hatred for a book club host called Munroe Purvis, who's sort of a sordid cross between Oprah and Morton Downey Jr. and whose book club selections represent everything wrong with western society -- imagine your grandmother's diaries turned into bestsellers, and you'll have an idea of what Purvis's book club represents.

Of course, Purvis isn't what he appears to be, and neither are many of Thomas's bookstore friends. Some of them turn out to be hiding deep secrets about the bookstore, while others are just plain dangerous in the way only geeks can be dangerous. When Purvis goes on tour and comes to town, the secrets and craziness collide as Thomas's friends set out to destroy Purvis, and the novel quickly moves from the Nick Hornby section of the bookstore to the Joseph Heller and Chuck Palahniuk table.

Redekop manages to keep his own voice throughout the novel, while winking, nodding and even raising a beer every now and then to literary culture. He name-drops authors more than a fourth-year English student, and he makes some literary traditions his own, such as adopting the epistolary novel and turning it into an email exchange while Thomas is on the run from the authorities. Even this is a bit of a literary joke for Redekop, though, as the recipient of his emails is Eric McCormack, a real-life Canadian author. At least I think he's a real-life Canadian author. I've never met him, and after reading Shelf Monkey I am beginning to wonder if he's a clever construct on the part of Redekop to flesh out the book.

Shelf Monkey is a literary thriller but it's also a fun romp -- unless, presumably, you're an Oprah fan. But if so, you're not Redekop's imagined audience. His ideal reader knows this book is blackly, blackly funny because it's all too true.

Full disclosure: Redekop gave one of my novels a fine review at his site, but I would have liked this book just as much anyway.… (mer)

This is a very very funny novel. It has a rapid fire style which never seems to run out of ammunition aimed at best-sellers self-servingly hyped by high profile literary wanna-bes. The narrator is a likable fellow who loves to read and needs work so logically gets himself a job at a bookstore. Sounds rational, sane? Ahh, but there the rub begins. He meets some kindred spirits at the store and begins to make choices that most would consider unwise. If the narrator and the author have anything in common besides a wicked sense of humour Redekop should be firmly locked in a padded cell next to his favourite shelf monkey...although I hope that is not the case as I look forward to reading more of Redekop`s original wacky work.… (mer)