onsdag 5 september 2012

Written on the Body

Efter Babel i söndags blev jag tvungen att läsa om Jeanette Wintersons Written on the Body. Under två sittningar satt jag och läste denna fina bok högt för mig själv. Ja, högt. Vilken njutning… Åh, den är t o m bättre än jag minns den! (Är det ens möjligt?) Någon recension blir det inte, bara läs den!

writtenonthebod

Hade först tänkt ha den här som en smakbit på söndag, nu vet jag inte vilken dag det är längre men är rätt säker på att det inte är söndag. Här får ni ändå ett stycke som likt duvorna flugit in i min hjärna och inte hittar ut igen:


I had a boyfriend once called Crazy Frank. He had been brought up by midgets although he himself was over six feet tall. He loved his adopted parents and used to carry them one on each shoulder. I met him doing exactly that at a Toulouse-Lautrec exhibition in Paris. We went to a bar and then on to another bar and got very drunk and while we were in a shot bed in a cheap pension he told me about his passion for miniatures.
   ‘You’d be perfect if you were smaller,’ he said.
   I asked him if he took his parents everywhere with him and he said that he did. They didn’t need much room and they helped him to make friends. He explained that he was very shy.
   Frank had the body of a bull, an image he intensified by wearing great gold hoops through his nipples. Unfortunately he had joined the hoops with a chain of heavy gold links. The effect should have been deeply butch but in fact it looked rather like the handle of a Chanel shopping bag.

 

Jag behöver mer Jeanette Winterson i mitt liv…

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