This letter’s taken almost a year to write and therefore it’s become a story. Call it Route 126. On Thursday night I got off a plane from JFK to LAX.Read more.
I Love Dick
We have wanted to sell this book for five years now, and finally it’s here. You need this book — in ebook format, on your phone, on your person, ready to search and reference and screenshot at will at all times. Stop reading this and just click buy!
Okay, fine, here is a synopsis: “The novel traces the evolution of the narrator (“Chris”)’s feelings for “Dick,” a minor cultural critic she meets through her husband Sylvère. Chris feels an immediate connection to Dick, writes him many letters she doesn’t send, then she does send them, then she goes to see him, then she writes an entire manifesto on the phenomenology of her attraction to him, tells the story of Jennifer Harbury, Efraín Bámaca Velásquez, and the Guatemalan Coca-Cola strike, gives an overview of 80s/90s poetry, art, and critical theory, and tiny detail by detail (“the more particular the information, the more likely it will be a paradigm”), builds an airtight case for the place of female vulnerability and women’s personal experience in art, as well as a damning indictment of the inescapable power imbalance of heterosexuality. So in a sense, I Love Dick is about a crush. And Moby Dick is about a whale.”
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Praise for I Love Dick:
“When Kraus exploded privacy, what she demolished was a house beyond repair—sweeping away “privacy” in its present contradictory state so something that could be enjoyed, for the first time, equally and freely by both men and women, might take its place.” — Elizabeth Gumport