About the Author:
Pamela Lu is also the author of Ambient Parking Lot and The Private Listener, a chapbook from Corollary Press. Additional writing appears in the anthologies Bay Poetics and Biting the Error, and in periodicals such as 1913, Antennae, Call, Chain, Chicago Review, Fascicle, and Harper's. She lives and works in the San Francisco Bay Area.
Review:
Pamela: A Novel ... is [an] astounding work that inhabits a new fictive space, a space so odd and alluring that one looks up from it a little changed. ... Lu's provocative use of pronouns does nothing less than suggest a new sense of what the "I" might be and do. --Carole Maso, American Book Review
Instead of detailing events in the lives of its characters, [Pamela: A Novel] takes the explanations its characters have for each other and turns them into narrative. The project is fascinating, the writing exact and purposeful. --Brent Cunningham, Context
Pamela: A Novel is one of the finest books to emerge from the ardent, experimental writing scene in the Bay Area. ... Lu builds a social space and founds a society. --Robert Glück, The Stranger
Reading the word "I" in this novel becomes a mystical experience--an invitation to connect to the "I" in all of us. ... This is a work of "precision," as Robert Musil would say, "in matters of the soul." It extends the novel's capacity to think. --Aaron Kunin, Rain Taxi
While the new sentence--the prose wing of Language writing--strips narrative down to pointed sets of shifting referents, Lu, in her debut,knowingly resuscitates it, creating a precise and humorous elegy to theself, and to its self-subversions. This quasi-bildungsroman charts theemergence of an ""I"" (not ""P"" and not ""Pamela,"" though the threecharacters do appear together) into a 20-something Bay Area, withmemories of a suburban childhood close on her heels. Like thosememories, familiar postmodern tropes such as professional/vocational,performance/authenticity, suburbs/city or butch/femme no longerestablish identity or location, and Lu and her friends, ""L,"" ""R"" and ""YK"" etc., can find no way to make it new: ""And so in the midst ofour contemporary lives we were in need of classical reassurance; we were always playing reels of old movies which we could fall into and fall in love, the way James Dean could tilt back his head under a geyser spoutof black Texas oil and drink in that greasy rain of love and money withhis entire body, only we could never be half as iconic or even half ascampy."" The ""novel"" of their lives progresses not because Lu resolves the relation between the professional and the vocational, or betweenlove and the love-story, for instance, but because thesemicro-discourses, after rigorous and often hilarious consideration, getbound up in the poet's contingent ""tone"" (another dissected term),which in turn becomes the novel's revolving stage. This is a book ofextraordinary philosophical subtlety and clarity, one that manages totell a beautiful story in spite of itself. (June)
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