Latest Book by Ron Dakron
Tricky
I’m lightning wrapped in a strait-jacket—I spit hummingbirds crowned with barbed wire.
In Tricky a certain, um, body part runs away from his owner. Wearing a hot-dog toy disguise, he clashes with warrior pigeons, suicidal hummingbirds, and griping squirrels. He is soon imprisoned in Male Re-education Kamp, wars with cynical plums, woos amorous cardiac valves, livers, and cupcakes, joins forces with hyper-testosterone Komodo Dragons, and is shanghaied by a femme pirate crew to help harpoon Mobo, the 90-foot moray eel who is the font of worldwide testosterone. Tricky is a savagely-funny trip into male delusion, sneaky body parts, repression, amorality and – what the hey – gigantor moray eels that stream flaming jizz.
Reviews for Tricky
Tricky is a dystopian fairy tale romp that embraces humor, flagrant social disrespect, and vivid language. These elements challenge readers to absorb the sassy tone and inspection of Tricky, a renegade body part that assumes a life of its own.
It should be cautioned that the language alone brings cause for pause in this fun, literary exploration. The story begins with the rhythmic bang of candid street lingo: “I’m lightning wrapped in a strait-jacket—I spit hummingbirds crowned with barbed wire. Hoodoo you luv? Me—Tricky! I’m pink and straight and full of hate! Wait, don’t—no more voltage, please! I admit it all—my bonehead sexism, my stiff arrogance, my jizz privilege, tch tch. I’ve been a bad, bad dangler, a big Cissy—I’m so hetero-normative. My XY mutation explains all flaws! I’m a genetic devil—all hot evil spurts from me, mwah ha ha—oops, sorry, I know—I know! No phallic raves—no gangsta rapping for you, Tricky. Think of all the chicks your rape-culture lyrics hurt—strong, vibrant, smart, empathetic, stinky, cheating, devious harpy—ow! Somehow I done got shocked again.”
Consider Tricky a “penile madhouse confession” of a story whose fast paced and mind-boggling descriptors are designed to both entertain and challenge the reader to think about life, body, and mind in new ways.
Those who continue the saga will discover that Tricky is dirty, dastardly, and determined. Those who are faint of heart will likely not want to read through his rollicking observation of life from ‘down under’, but readers who enjoy surprising blends of street lingo paired with a wry, critical assessment of life from an unusual perspective will find Tricky’s adventures to be revealing and fun.
As the romp progresses, Tricky is imprisoned in Male Re-education Kamp, faces a 90-foot moray eel, and finds himself both representing the male condition, suffering from it, and finding it a blast.
The roller coaster ride through body parts, the seas and tides of unpredictable confrontations, and observations of a sexual and social nature are delightfully original even as they are graphic and thought-provoking.
It’s rare to find such a combination in contemporary literature, but Tricky is all these things and more.
As testosterone-laden as it is embedded in fun and whimsy, Tricky is a special read for a special kind of reader not flummoxed by odd scenarios and encounters. Libraries looking for unique representations of modern literary form and function will find Tricky worth recommending, especially for reluctant readers tired of the usual devices of description and character. This audience will find, in Tricky’s countenance, a satisfying yarn blending depravity with fun.
Tricky—Northwest literary legend Ron Dakron’s latest and wildest-assed yarn yet—is sharp-tongued, evil-humored and sproings from one hilarious adventure to the next. Dakron deploys his signature dement, tectonic wit and raging poetic genius. No meme is safe. No sacred foil left unscathed (or uncircumcised).
Want to ride a great roller coaster ride? Want to get scared, laugh squeamishly, and be afraid but unwilling to avoid moving to the next stage, a towering high, a crippling low, then read Tricky. Take a dangerous and daunting ride.