Zero Fade by Chris Terry
Published by Curbside Splendor, Chicago, IL.
September 2013
(Only published digitally and as an oddly small paperback- 5.9 x 4 inches.)
Age Range: 13-Adult
It is the mid 90’s in inner city Richmond; Kevin is in 7th grade and for nine days in April we are too. Saturday morning and Kevin is getting a haircut in the basement from his Mama when what he really wants is a wack fade and a chance to spend Saturday with someone fine, like orange-haired Aisha. While his dad is no longer around, Kevin has a tight family, a mom going to school and holding a job, an older sister Laura and an admired uncle Paul: his mom’s baby brother. While Kevin narrates most chapters, Paul gets a turn too. He’s gay and he knows it’s time to tell his nephew; problem is his nephew: pining to be cool, desperate to get with a girl and a fan of Eddie Murphy’s gay bashing humor, doesn’t seem ready to hear what he has to say. Add into the mix Kevin’s inability to control his smart mouth, getting grounded, a classic bully, the nastiness of his mother getting a date before he does and an ill-advised adventure with his sister, and Kevin has a full week.
Terry has written a hilariously funny, honest, warm and believable YA novel that easily crosses over with adults. It is a rare book that manages to make the YouthLibraries.org In the Margins award list of “the best books for teens living in poverty, on the streets, in custody - or a cycle of all three” and win over a diverse range of folk on Goodreads: from self identified ‘old ladies’ to those who don’t even like YA.
Zero Fade comes across as genuine, surprising and very recognizable- “crying in school is like peeing yourself. It feels good to get it out, but you wind up with a bigger problem.” Thank heavens Kevin is a winningly imperfect teen, with virtually nothing figured out. He fantasizes about being a stand up comic and wonders “[w]hat about my life would be funny later? Not getting any? No cable?” The book is packed with vernacular language, fresh observation and a complete lack of didacticism. When his uncle Paul gives him some good advice: “I mean, just keep doing your thing. There’s always gonna be someone wanna say something, so just do you.” Kevin rightly thinks “[b]ut I’ve been doing me and it ain’t working.”
One of the things I kept thinking about as we read this weeks articles was the salient point Michael Cart makes in Chapter 9: “-but most of all the sale of multicultural books simply isn’t generating enough dollars to entice publishers to significantly expand their offerings.” They aren’t making money because they aren’t selling and if my library is representative they mostly aren’t circulating well either. * Obviously there are exceptions, but I wondered if on some level we’ve conditioned kids to think if there is a brown face on the cover it is a heavy book. I wonder of one of the reasons Zero Fade is published as a paperback, with green cartoony characters on the cover, and in an odd small configuration, is to distinguish it from all the earnest hardbacks.
What I love about Zero Fade is it has a strong sense of ethnicity and place. It deals with substantive issues. It is frank. It is also very, very funny, very human and very relatable. If I can get a single seventh grader to read it I am convinced I’ll get half the class. Likely this won’t be without controversy as there is talk of titties and masturbation and lots of language inappropriate to school. I wonder if this is why this first novel by Terry didn’t win the Coretta Scott King John Steptoe award for new talent. Never the less I am convinced this exactly the kind of multicultural literature we need for kids, both for those who see Kevin in their reflection and for those who see Kevin in themselves on reflection.