Skip to main content

Stuff I'm Reading

 Plot isn't very important; what matters is an engaging voice.


I'm reading "Colored Television," and it's not clear to me that a story will emerge, but I very much like the protagonist. She is Jane, an irreverent writer in Los Angeles. She calls herself "mulatta," because she dislikes the word "biracial." (She says the latter word sounds like a description of an insect, or alien, and also, it lacks specificity. A "biracial" person can have parents from any two varied backgrounds--any you can imagine.)

Jane comes from the "Loving generation," a term she hates. Yes, her parents married after the Loving decision, handed down by the Supreme Court. But--since her parents have always deeply loathed each other--Jane prefers to think that she belongs to the "Hating generation."

As a professor of creative writing, Jane assigns stories to Millennial grad students and Gen Z undergraduates. All students will complain about being offended, but the Millennial students will *act* on their outrage, whereas the Gen Z students will just make lazy threats. (A white colleague gets in trouble for reciting Richard Pryor jokes. When the Gen Z accusers come to understand that an official disciplinary process requires paperwork, they decide to just let the controversy die its own quiet death.)

This book checks three boxes for me: (1) written by a woman, (2) a story about an artist, (3) showing evidence of a sense of humor. I'll keep going.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

How to Host a Baby

-You have assumed responsibility for a mewling, puking ball of life, a yellow-lab pup. He will spit his half-digested kibble all over your shoes, all over your hard-cover edition of Jennifer Haigh's novel  Faith . He will eat your tables, your chairs, your "I {Heart] Montessori" magnet, placed too low on the fridge. When you try to watch Bette Davis in  Hush Hush Sweet Charlotte , on your TV, your dog will bark through the murder-prologue, for no apparent reason. He will whimper through Lena Dunham's  Girls , such that you have to rewind several times to catch every nuance of Andrew Rannells's ad-libbing--and, still, you'll have a nagging suspicion you've missed something. Your dog will poop on the kitchen floor, in the hallway, between the tiny bars of his crate. He'll announce his wakefulness at 5 AM, 2 AM, or while you and another human are mid-coitus. All this, and you get outside, and it's: "Don't let him pee on my tulips!" When

Dad Diary

 When babies are very tiny, a fair portion of the day is just napping/cuddling. But if your charges are two and four, things become sort of acrobatic. A big influence for me is Roz Chast, who has written extensively about her experience as a parent. She says that her own mother would often report, "I'm not your friend." And this drove her batty, such that she took on a different motto with her own kids: "I'm both your parent and your friend." It's a tricky sentence. You have to commit to one role over the other--at times. It's so wearying to say, "We don't eat a cupcake at 2:30 PM," just knowing your sentence is going to land on deaf ears, and that there will be tears, tears, and more tears. Another source of help for me is the Roz Chast set of "Bad Mom Trading Cards." She has taken her worst parenting moments and turned them into "collectibles." One example: "The day you run out of orange juice, so you offer or

New Thriller

 One of many strange things about OJ Simpson is that he wandered around for thirty years after having murdered Goldman and Brown. For thirty years, he lived with the open secret. (I'm curious how the world of football will deal with the inevitable revelation that Simpson's brain shows signs of CTE. Maybe there will be a renewed, superficial interest in "anger management.") What happens after you kill someone? And, also, what happens to your parents? This later question is the odd source of inspiration for "What Happened to Nina?" by Dervla McTiernan. In a somewhat tasteless move, McTiernan has spent many months considering the story of Brian Laundrie, the OJ Simpson of 2021. After Laundrie murdered his girlfriend, he hung out with his parents for several days (then he disappeared into the wild, and committed suicide). What were the kitchen-sink conversations like? What did Laundrie's parents suspect, and when did their suspicions take shape? How (and whe