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Real Life is a beautiful book that delves into some sensitive subjects. It tells the story of Wallace, a queer black man who is navigating his way through academia, dealing with the challenges of a hostile environment, his circle of friends, and the trauma of his childhood. It's a thought-provoking and emotional read that is definitely worth the read.
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Henry Henry is a reworking of the Henriad, the set of Shakespearean history plays dealing with the fates and fortunes of the final Plantagenet King Richard II and the first Lancastrians Henry IV and Henry V. They are plays about family dysfunction and the relationship between the self and authority, between society and the individual, duty and care, responsibility and vice. Bratton fondly describes them as “the daddy issue plays.”
...Bratton also has this great read on Hal as a gay disaster: “It’s funny because Shakespeare’s Prince Hal is, I think, one of the progenitors of the modern Gay Disaster,” he said. “He drinks too much; he plays stupid, mean pranks; he’s torn between his daddy and his disappointed father. But Shakespeare’s Hal is generally seen as a lovable scamp whose redemption is inevitable. I found myself trying to play with the sympathies of my imaginary audience, taking Hal back and forth very rapidly between the roles of victim and perpetrator. It mirrors the way Hal uses the people around him to play with his own sense of self—he has this little dance he does that’s like, ‘Do you hate me now? How about now? How about now? Ahh, but don’t you love me really.’”
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For example, a show like Succession. We spend much energy and many inches of print and websites talking about the show’s gray morality. The fact that the show follows a set of uber-rich people who do things that feel icky to us, but who, within the world of the show, do not themselves feel icky doing those things. In the world of Succession, the only moral debts that accrue are the interpersonal ones among our cast of characters. That is part of the show’s irony. That they blithely destroy democracy in the background, but look at each other and say not cool when someone is rude to them or lies.
-Brandon Taylor, no redemption arcs in hell
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There is so much trouble in the world. There are people suffering everywhere, at every moment. Who is happy, truly happy, ever? What is a person to do with it all?
Brandon Taylor, from Real Life
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New Releases: April 23, 2024
Young Adult
Harley Quinn: Redemption by Rachael Allen
This is the final book in the Harley Quinn trilogy
Harley Quinn and Ivy can’t wait to cross off the final items on their summer bucket list. They still need to:
Go to Pride
Get mani/pedis
Figure out how they can kiss without Ivy’s toxic lips killing Harley. (Every relationship has its challenges!)
But their to-do list gets more dangerous…
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"The strain made his hand sting and he glanced at the bandaging and thought of Siva. The warmth of her hand on his. The way she’d touched the tip of her tongue to the corner of her mouth. It was nice, what she’d done. He should get her a gift. Something that said thank you, we live in the world together. That fact didn’t mean much to most people, but Per found it kind of miraculous. That of all the people who had ever lived, these people were alive at the same time as him. And he got to see them and be seen by them each day. How strange. It could have gone any other way. Really. There was an array of possibilities. Alternate lives. Routes. Choices."
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"It was your dad, Wallace," Emma said. The laughter in him died. He felt chastened by that. Yes, it was his father. He knew that. But the trouble with these people, with his friends, with the world, was that they thought things had to be a certain way with family. They thought you had to feel something for them, and it had to be the same thing that everyone felt or else you were doing it wrong. How could he laugh at the thought of not going to his father’s funeral? How strange could he be? Wallace did not think he was strange.
Real Life — Brandon Taylor
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Wallace, the protagonist of Brandon Taylor’s debut novel, is the first black student to be part of his doctoral group in three decades. His father has just died back in Missouri and – keeping a conscious distance from even those he’d describe as friends – he neglects to tell anyone at the Midwest university he attends. Real Life follows Wallace over one late summer weekend when things – the work he has spent all summer cultivating, his (frequently confounding) relationships, his attempts at outrunning trauma – begin to fall apart. It’s a campus novel about self preservation in the hostile and homogenous halls of white, wealthy academia.
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I believe that a character with a body is a social creature. I do not mean by this that they must like society. Or that we must write great party scenes. I mean simply that by virtue of having a body, a character is acted upon just as they act upon others. We have set this notion aside. But I think it’s time we pick it up again. I think we must return our characters to their bodies. And we must do so not through just slapping random physical facts or bits of information into our stories. We must do as all great fiction demands and select. Embody. Modulate physic distance. Eschew the narrated for the experiential. We must bring our characters close. And we must stay when they grow cold and uncomfortable. When the world demands of them a pound of flesh, we must watch them carve it from the fat of their thigh and offer it. We must witness them. Not look away. Not retreat into interiority or backstory. We must pay attention. We must observe. We must look. Not with our literal sense of sight. But with all the feeling and sensitivity that comes to us as writers, as fellow people. We must see not with our eyes, but with that delicate, shivering sense organ of the inner eye, the imagination.
Brandon Taylor, against character vapor.
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Two books by Queer Black authors I read recently that you might enjoy!
Real Life by Brandon Taylor
Almost everything about Wallace is at odds with the Midwestern university town where he is working uneasily toward a biochem degree. An introverted young man from Alabama, black and queer, he has left behind his family without escaping the long shadows of his childhood. For reasons of self-preservation, Wallace has enforced a wary distance even within his own circle of friends--some dating each other, some dating women, some feigning straightness. But over the course of a late-summer weekend, a series of confrontations with colleagues, and an unexpected encounter with an ostensibly straight, white classmate, conspire to fracture his defenses while exposing long-hidden currents of hostility and desire within their community.
Here Comes the Sun by Nicole Dennis-Benn
Capturing the distinct rhythms of Jamaican life and dialect, Nicole Dennis- Benn pens a tender hymn to a world hidden among pristine beaches and the wide expanse of turquoise seas. At an opulent resort in Montego Bay, Margot hustles to send her younger sister, Thandi, to school. Taught as a girl to trade her sexuality for survival, Margot is ruthlessly determined to shield Thandi from the same fate. When plans for a new hotel threaten their village, Margot sees not only an opportunity for her own financial independence but also perhaps a chance to admit a shocking secret: her forbidden love for another woman. As they face the impending destruction of their community, each woman—fighting to balance the burdens she shoulders with the freedom she craves—must confront long-hidden scars.
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this is a good essay(ish) on "the problems with contemporary gay lit" btw <3
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No one gets something for nothing.
Brandon Taylor, from “Spectator”
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