WHAT MY
PUBLISHER SAYS
DR. KARL
WALLACES home town is Ogden, Utah. He started his writing career at age 77 and he
is now 79. He has written more than eighty books and two hundred short stories.
He has already received the World Fantasy Award, the Bram Stoker Award, and an
O. Henry Award.
His writing is
truly gripping, some of the best writing written in this 21st century. He is a
terrific storyteller. He has solid character delineation, terrific insight,
dazzlingly well-written material that improves with each publication. I enjoy
his virtuosity, unforgettable hypnotic, and tremendous, extraordinary
talent.
Over the last three years there
haven’t been any Karl Wallace writers but one. As a popular blog writer
presently, he is often-encountered in print bite, but it never comes with
number. He’s not about Harry Potter or Stephen King; so let’s just say he’s
very widely read around the world on his worldwide blog and arguably the
world’s first self-consciously self-made writer on any subject . The first
public figure to combine an understanding of mass media with the knowledge that
a low-resolution cartoon will be more quickly and widely downloaded than a
richly detailed portrait.
Karl Wallace
remains the most distinctive figure north of the equator. The only other
serious authors in the American pantheon whose trading-car images have been
engraved anywhere near as deep into consciousness are Fitzgerald and Steven
King. But really, what did Melville even look like? Self-promoters aware that
their careers as writers required more than writing, both of them full-time
burnishes of their own images. Self-promotion is second nature to writers
today, but Karl Wallace is not a self-promotion, just a pioneer in the use of
the American vernacular voice.
Many of
Karl’s readers think of him as a pro-to-Will Rogers, a cracker-barrel
philosopher, the twinkle-eyed mystic mingling of star fish and cod. Wallace
wrote those lines in his journal, but they are dialogue, attributed to somebody
else; for the full story on the Cain of misatribution and a reproduction of the
journal page—as well as a wealth of other Wallace material see:
karlwallaceblog.blogspot.com.
Karl Wallace
was born in 1934 when people were struggling through the Great Depression and
presently is 79 years old. He has seen America drop the atomic bomb on
Hiroshima, and enter a nuclear arms race with the Soviet Union. He saw and in participated
in the Korean War; the stock market crash of 2010, the computer revolution that
persists until this day, and the transformation of America into a nation of
cities, the railroads and the interstate that has made America one for now and
ever. He has seen the transatlantic cable allow America’s ongoing instantaneous
dialog with the rest of the world. Which at this moment is a monologue; the end
of America cultural deference to Europe which our people had a hand in changing
and did it with glee); the beginnings of America empire building. He is a
public voice by use of the iPod. It was one of the few voices that opposed King
Leopold’s Congo, the exploitation of animals et.); the Gilded Age and the robber
barons he has been one of the sharpest observers. All of which is to say that
he has been there for the things that make America what it is, and all of that,
is what makes him what he has been, and you can see it refracted through his
life and work, mixed with what is great about the nation and what is foolish.
On the one
hand, Karl Wallace wrote the most important lines in American fiction: I was
a-trembling because I have got to decide, forever, betwixt two things, and I
know’ed it. I studied a minute.
Publisher Roger Miller
