straight girl sleeps, then reads and comments on dyke books

[verbminx]

I napped from about 230AM-530AM. Half asleep and half awake. I'd wake up and grumble everytime my mom came in and turned my light out. I'd claim to be awake and in need of the light. It'd go back on, and then I'd shield my eyes from it and snuggle back under my blanket and go right back to sleep.

I finished They Call Me Mad Dog!... it's, um, I don't know. It has funny parts but I don't think I liked it as much as Flaming Iguanas. I liked the idea of it, but Lopez isn't always the best writer, and occasionally I lost her meaning. & there were other parts where I thought she could have stood to be edited (most notably the line about "I asked what are we going to do now and he said nothing. i don't mean he just sat there, he actually said 'nothing'"). But she's always entertaining, at least. My biggest laugh came when she attempted her revenge on Big Bob for stealing her mattress. It's a book that one could probably read in an evening or two; I took four a few days apart because I wasn't dedicated. (I wonder if it's a thing with gen-x urban zine-inspired dyke fiction that most of it disappoints me in terms of textual quality. I liked Sarah Waters' Tipping the Velvet - which is a British historical novel - but Michelle Tea, somewhat similar to Lopez but more confessional and not as funny, is another writer who I think should be edited more heavily than she was in the book of hers that I read.)

I'm still feeling very unwonderful. Fucking relapse. I'm going to load up on the vitamins and go back on my stupid restricted diet now. Well, after I sleep a lot. Not right this second.

Comments

[syrxx.livejournal.com]

Tipping the Velvet was a great book! I think my copy still has sand in it since I read it on the beach. Flaming Iguanas was just okay. I couldn't really get into it. But the book itself is funky, love the dust jacket and illustrations.

[verbminx.livejournal.com]

Call Me Mad Dog is more of the same, as far as the illustrations, and it does have some ridiculously hilarious parts - if you remember the end of FI, when Tomato hooks up with Hodie/Hooter, CMMD is about when she and Hodie break up and she decides to get revenge on Hodie for cheating... and winds up in prison on a murder charge. I think it is more illustrated than FI, not sure. But it only had one really deep belly laugh, and a lot of rambling towards the end. Whereas... TTV is another kind of book completely. I think the literary quality is high enough to put it in an entirely different category.

and hehe... I used to lie on the beach at Lakeview Park in Lorain, OH with my stepmother reading Abbie Hoffman and Timothy Leary books in the middle of summer... and swim occasionally. I was so used to lake and pool swimming that I've never really been able to adjust to ocean swimming here in FL... it's too big, too cold.