well. another book i meant to read several years ago. this gave me a better perspective on The Intuitionist—i appreciate more the ways that book is put together well now.
supposedly Valencia is ﬁction, but it reads more like an online diary. and i don’t know how much of it is really ﬁctionalized as it’s about Tea’s life as a “social dyke” in san francisco. it’s entertaining, pretty funny for the most part; even when she is all sad and brokenhearted, she is still making cracks. but when the thread running through a book is “all the girls i dated in a year,” it just gets a little boring to me. i felt like the narrative could have been smoothed over a little more so each chapter wasn’t as broken oﬀ from the others.