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A Post That Proves We Are Not Ready to Purge Trisha Low
We’re definitely not ready to stop talking about her literary debut, The Compleat Purge (Kenning, 2013), which has knocked our socks off and Patrick Gaughan’s too, who reviews Trisha Low’s work in this recent post at HTMLGiant.
I listen to NPR’s Morning Edition on Verdi’s 200th birthday. Soprano Sondra Radvanovsky says she loves Verdi’s operas: “People can relate, and say ‘Wow! I’m not the only person who fell in love with the wrong person,’ or ‘Oh gosh, I’m not the only person who made the wrong choice.’ Verdi makes people realize it’s OK to be human.”
This “realization” is the purge. Finger down the throat, razor from the drawer, opera on the stage. Purge. It’s OK to be human.
Trisha Low’s The Compleat Purge: a purge in three acts.
Act I: Low writes her last will and testament, turns a legal formality candid, into “gushy epistolaries” at age 6, then 13, 15, 17, 19, 20, 21, 23, 24. Suicide notes to her parents, to first loves, old friends, new friends, apologizing, professing undying love, willing Hitchcock DVDs, quoting from Murakami and Batman.
Low’s suicide notes are not gateways to reading her work, they’re the work itself. She’s keenly aware of Plath, Sexton, and Woolf. With Low brushing off the coup de grâce, the letters refuse ‘authentic’ truth.
Vulnerability as “elaborate conceptual joke.” [...]
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