"...These places in my dreams have a precise topography, but they are completely different. They may be mountain paths or swamps or jungles, it doesn't matter: I know that I am on a certain corner in Buenos Aires. I try to find my way."
- "Nightmares", SEVEN NIGHTS, Borges, Jorge Luis.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

CONFESSIONS OF A FAILED SOUTHERN LADY. King, Florence.


Read this just before Christmas 2008.

Autobiographical account of a young woman coming of age in Washington D.C. in the the thirties through fifties. Needless to say, she discovers she's a lesbian.

This is a very entertaining and quick, enjoyable read. I read it in two days flat, which, for me, means I couldn't put it down. (Because I rarely have time to read like that anymore, what with wifedom/motherdom/suburbandom. . . )

I find that the best autobiographies are the funniest ones, and the most self-deprecating. It takes a fairly objective eye to turn it on oneself and find humor among the trivial tragedies of our lives. This book reminds me of ANGELA'S ASHES in that regard.
If you've ever lived in, or known folks from, the South, you'll appreciate how incredibly funny - and true - this book is in portraying the "old-school" southern woman.
It is also a frank and unflinching look at the irrationality behind sexism, racism, and homophobia.

There are some frank descriptions of lesbian (as well as heterosexual) sex, so if that sort of thing bothers you, well - These descriptions are also side-splitting hilarious, though.

Recommended for anyone looking for something lighthearted, yet poignant, that will make you laugh and think.

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