Dixie Fish does innovative things with narrative and voice. The novel chronicles the life of Walt Whitman Woodcock, a Southwest Texas ranch boy who comes to Columbia, SC with a seven-point plan for achieving true bliss. Armed with a phonographic memoryeverything he hears, he remembersa job waiting tables at the Dixie Fish, and a fraudulent admission to graduate school, W.W.W. sets about the task of creating nirvana in the capital of South Carolina . . .

For the philosophers who happen upon the back of this book, my advice is buy it, turn it over, and look clear through into its bones for a remarkable commentary on Aristotle's discussion of philia in the Nicomachean Ethics that will take you right on through (as Aristotle would) to tragedy. For everyone  else, I say Andrew Geyer, with pitch-perfect phonographic memory, has described a Christ-haunted rainbow of bliss from one edge of the South to the other with just the right dashes of Jefferson, King, Hank Williams, Tammy Wynette, Mozart, Beethoven, Thoreau, and the Apocalypse to do Walt Whitmansolitary, singing in the Westproud. If you don't hear America singing in Dixie Fish, I doubt even the Southwest Texas sun would make you see the light. But trust me on this: read it, and you willand you'll get one hell of a ride in the process. Steven Schroeder


Dixie Fish

Published in 2011 by Ink Brush Press, Dixie Fish is Andrew Geyer's second novel. Nineteen years in the making, the book blends Greek philosophy, classic country, cool jazz, and the American democratic experiment to tell a heartrending tale of love and betrayal, self-sacrifice and greed, true bliss and dark violence.

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