Richard Katrovas
Forfatter af Mystic Pig : A Novel of New Orleans
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Richard Katrovas is the author of eight books of poetry, three memoirs, a book of stories, a novel, and he edited an anthology of post-1989 Czech poetry The recipient of several grants and awards, he taught for twenty years at the University of New Orleans and for the past thirteen at Western vis mere Michigan University. He is the founding director of the Prague Summer Program for Writers. vis mindre
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Raising Girls in Bohemia: Meditations of an American Father: A Memoir in Essays (2014) 6 eksemplarer
Prague, U.S.A. 1 eksemplar
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I would love for someone who has read this book to tell me what in the world it was ultimately about.
Here is what I did learn in 100 pages
The book takes place in New Orleans pre Katrina.
Nat owns the restaurant he has worked at since high school
Nat is adopted
Nat’s birth mother is a feminist professor
Nat’s restaurant staff is almost entirely gay or lesbian except Nick who is short for his age has an enormous penis that he flashes all over the kitchen and his penis talks.
Nat is on his second wife.
Nat’s first wife went from being bi when he was married to full lesbian now.
Throughout both marriages Nat has had a mistress Nat doesn’t see a problem with this. The mistress Sandra has her own set of issues:
Nat’s kids are odd.
Then the other story being told involves Willie
Will is a exceptionally smart 12 year old African American child. He experiences racism in New Orleans
Bart is a drunk white man who is I think an old friend of Nat’s or maybe a friend of Nat’s mother or both.
Wille is racist against white people
Will gets paid to buy vodka for Bart and to listen to the poem Bart is writing, but doesn’t care except for the money.
There may be more but I don’t remember.… (mere)