COMET FOX by Peter Quinones is a little bit of a leap if you’re not ready for it.
“Sexist bitch! Judging a man by his body.”
“On the campaign trail Conjecta would watch in abject fascination as girls ripped away at Bob Kennedy as if he were the Beatles, screaming, trying to claw their way through a crowd to try and touch him, grabbing his clothing, fainting, clutching their hearts.”
“…a mindfuck of materials and ideas.”
“Is this a joke?”
“You don’t like Bert and Ernie?”
“Banja was highly skeptical of religion and religious belief but she couldn’t help but feel the hand of something was at work here.”
“She knew that when you begin to appear in the world in each other’s clothes some or other line has been crossed.”
“…take your pick of the worst things you’ve ever smelled. This was worse.”
“She kept all the urns full of the ashes of her dead relatives on the mantlepiece in her apartment.”
“Would you send me a picture of your feet if I asked you to?”
“The old man owned original Diebenkorns.”
“To top it all off Joviette resembled Lady Penelope (London Agent), the electronic marionette from the 1960s TV program THUNDERBIRDS.”
He is not a scenario in this book. According to his biographer Charles Shields he was displeased that a certain reference work had an entry on Jack Kerouac but not one on Kurt Vonnegut.
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