I am on a mission to debunk the myth that a cranky old lesbian feminist cannot have a sense of humor. In BOTHERATION, a slim yet potent collection of essays - some as fleeting as breaking wind - I take issue with a posse of grievances brought on by North American culture. From young men wearing old man beards, to women’s pants made without pockets, to watery inspirational quotes set out like leg hold traps, I have my proverbial way with it all.
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My memoir has been writing itself for at least 25 years. After many abandoned attempts to commit the thing to paper, a spate of confessional one-woman performances, and a half a dozen writers’ retreats one of which involved an overnight greyhound bus ride to Saskatoon, I finally wrestled my self-reflective ducks into a row long enough to produce If You Are Reading This. The book is a collection of essays, some as short as one page, covering a wide swath of territory. Making appearances are childhood trauma, World War II, the lesbian night owl (world famous oxymoron), God, false teeth, feminism, lady painters, Santa Claus, and a funny bone that has stood the test of both time and trouble.
What they are saying:
“stupendous, a beautifully crafted life story…”
“devastating and witty…smooth like Noel Coward”
“a breathtaking accomplishment.”
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