by Eve Babitz
““I also took it for granted that any person my age or younger would leave Bakersfield the minute he could if he were not emotionally retarded.”
“I also took it for granted that any person my age or younger would leave Bakersfield the minute he could if he were not emotionally retarded.”
““I talked to my friend Graham the other day and told him that perhaps it’d be better to forgo men altogether and take up with women, only I had a horrible suspicion that I’d wind up in the same heartbreak hotel as I did with men. ‘No you won’t,’ he reasoned. ‘YOU be the man and that way YOU get to be the shit.’ I had a sudden transplant of sense as I imagined myself “the man” and just how creepy I bet I could be: dodging emotional entanglements and lying and otherwise having a lovely time. Forgetting to phone.”
“I talked to my friend Graham the other day and told him that perhaps it’d be better to forgo men altogether and take up with women, only I had a horrible suspicion that I’d wind up in the same heartbreak hotel as I did with men. ‘No you won’t,’ he reasoned. ‘YOU be the man and that way YOU get to be the shit.’ I had a sudden transplant of sense as I imagined myself “the man” and just how creepy I bet I could be: dodging emotional entanglements and lying and otherwise having a lovely time. Forgetting to phone.”
Lightly fictionalised life in and around '70s Hollywood. The lowlifes of showbiz high society, the absurdities of the made-it class, the pleasures ...
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ISBN 10: 1681370085
ISBN 13: 9781681370088
