jueves, mayo 03, 2007

Craig Womack, Drowning in Fire

Womack's novel is brilliant. Breath-taking. Wrenching. Haunting. Rich.

Like eggs scrambled with wild onions and commodity cheese.

Not everyone will see the genius of this novel. Some people will always insist that if a book isn't EASY, it's not good.

First, though, Womack's novel is easy: easy like Sunday morning. Like the sexual fantasies of a queer teenage boy and what would actually happen if they come true.

It's also hard. Like the truly dark secrets of children who experience betrayal before they can develop trust. Like US History and that country's shameless betrayal of its on ideals on its way to capitalize off the Indians.

Like the storytelling of the elders that we all think are totally crazy until we later realize they're speaking absolute truth.

Beautiful. Inspiring. May it draw a little more from you than you were planning to give.

If you're the kind of reader who asks questions like "What does Puerto Rican nationalism have to do with lesbian identity" then you may end up scratching your head at the end of this book, because it's not the way you'll expect it to be.

For me, though, this is not only the novel I've been waiting my whole life to read, it's one that shows me how the thing is done.

2 comentarios:

butterflies and blades dijo...

i'm gonna read this. for sure. have you taught it?

Ktrion dijo...

Not yet. L* taught it in her ethnic writers class. I'm going to teach it next spring in my Queer of Color class.

I *would* teach it in *my* ethnic lit class, but I think I need to master the "straight male" thing before I take refuge in the queer guy thing.

Or is that just me being obsessive?

did i mention the book is HOT?