Valencia
Michelle Tea
No, I was not going to work. I was an artist, a lover, a lover of women, of the oppressed and downtrodden, a warrior really. I should have been somewhere leading an armed revolution in the name of love and no, I was not going to work. Willa didn’t work. I mean, she did, but it’s a stretch to call it work. She bartended at a dyke bar a few nights a week, drank free beer, and bummed all her cigarettes…. All week she was free, writing angsty brilliant poems, drawing comic books, painting gigantic painful pictures, you know, living. I wanted to live.
Michelle Tea’s characters are a peculiar fin-de-siècle blend of jaded idealists and thoughtful egotists: sex workers, poets, and mad hatters who end up making breakfast for roomfuls of stoned strangers. The occasional flash of clarity doesn’t alter the basically anarchic nature of Tea’s meandering narrative, so much like the tales of an incidental figure from Valencia, a loud redhead named Iggy who told stories ‘so incredible you wondered if they were true but ultimately didn’t care because you were so enraptured by her grand gestures and re-enactments.’ –Regina Marler
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Details
ISBN | 158005238X |
Genre | Fiction |
Copyright Date | 2000 |
Publication Date | 14-Apr-08 |
Publisher | Seal Press |
Format | Trade Paperback |
No. of Pages | 216 |
Language | English |
Rating | NotRated |
Paper Type | Electronic & Audio Format Available |
BookID | 13986 |