Whiplash

Tracey Farren

Description

I'm gonna tell you all about it, Mom. I'm gonna tell it like I'm on the end of your bed, talking to you. I'm not gonna cover up, cause there's no need. You'll see how it's all a flippin miracle. The whole weird year. It's only one year in my life, Ma, but it's all the stuff you slept through when I was a kid. All the stuff you fished through when you got up. I'm warning you, Ma, this is the truth. Startling poetry in the grittiest of emotional word go ... raw, tender and laugh-out-loud Whiplash digs its nail into you from the funny - a kickarse gem of a book. Told with landscapes, Whiplash puts Farren on the map as a wordsmith of astonishing talent.

Sujets

• Littérature Africaine
• Littérature Africaine
• Fiction

Informations

• Publié par: Modjaji Books
• Date de parution: 29 décembre 2009
• Nombre de lectures: 4
• EAN13: 9781920397098
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 2 Mo

Extrait

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of the copyright holders.

Publication © Modjaji Books 2008 Text © Tracey Farren 2008

First published in 2008 by Modjaji Books, CC P O Box 385, Athlone, 7760 [e-mail]

ISBN 978-0-9802729-2-5

This book of a work of ction and all people, places and institutions are a product of the author’s imagination. The setting of the story is loosely based on Muizenburg before its “upgrade.” All references to local services and businesses and their personnel (such as police stations, pharmacies and clinics) are creative constructions.

Book and cover design by Natascha Griessel Edited by Maire Fisher Cover Art and Lettering by Hannah Morris

Printed and bound by CTP Book Printers, Cape Town Set in Palatino 10.5/13.5 pt

For my mother, Sheena

m gonna tell you all about it, Mom. I’m gonna tell it like I’m I’ on the end of your bed, talking to you.

I’m not gonna cover up, cause there’s no need. You’ll see how it’s all a ippin miracle. The whole weird year.

It’s only one year in my life, Ma, but it’s all the stuff you slept through when I was a kid. All the stuff you shed through when you got up.

I’m warning you, Ma, this is the truth.

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m i racle nu mber one

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