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The Honeys Trinity
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First published January 1, 2012
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Jessalyn Wakefield
6 books8 followersJessalyn Wakefield is a writer and letterpress printer living in Sacramento, CA. Her work has appeared in Blackbird, Black Warrior Review, The Cafe Irreal and Stirring: A Literary Collection. A book of her short stories, Human Parts of Me Want to Eat the Flowers off of Trees, was released in September 2008. Her first novel, Unsleep's Village, was released in April 2010. Her work can be found online at amihuman.net.
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April 25, 2012
This is the sort of writing I look for.
Jessalyn's words are visceral, alluring, confusing, & withholding. Indeed, she gives you deep insight into her inner world, her yearnings, fears, attractions, & yet she keeps things from you- touching on subjects & details long enough to arouse, then retreating, mischievously; a true literary tease. There's an almost deliciously condescending tone to her words- it's clear she knows how much you want them, but she stays only so long as it suits her, not the reader.
Jessalyn doesn't shy away from her own flaws & fears, acknowledgment of the power & edge of jealousy, seduction, arrogance, the dark spaces our polite selves like to ignore. Her writing is like an exorcism of neuroses without coming off as neurotic.
Living in the city where most of this book is set, I can relate, in an almost unsettling way, to the set & setting. I wandered through her words at times like a psychedelic journey through the worst parts of a place. This place. It's all specific, a honing in on the mundane, not the dramatic. There is no plot. This is not a novel. This is obsession, words like scabs that must be picked, with impressions that stay like scars- beautiful, frightening, puzzlingly attractive.
Read it!
Jessalyn's words are visceral, alluring, confusing, & withholding. Indeed, she gives you deep insight into her inner world, her yearnings, fears, attractions, & yet she keeps things from you- touching on subjects & details long enough to arouse, then retreating, mischievously; a true literary tease. There's an almost deliciously condescending tone to her words- it's clear she knows how much you want them, but she stays only so long as it suits her, not the reader.
Jessalyn doesn't shy away from her own flaws & fears, acknowledgment of the power & edge of jealousy, seduction, arrogance, the dark spaces our polite selves like to ignore. Her writing is like an exorcism of neuroses without coming off as neurotic.
Living in the city where most of this book is set, I can relate, in an almost unsettling way, to the set & setting. I wandered through her words at times like a psychedelic journey through the worst parts of a place. This place. It's all specific, a honing in on the mundane, not the dramatic. There is no plot. This is not a novel. This is obsession, words like scabs that must be picked, with impressions that stay like scars- beautiful, frightening, puzzlingly attractive.
Read it!
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