Pink

A freewheeling novel about living the life you dream--and deserve

Dream on, dream big. Pink is the Walter Mitty-esque tale of a lesbian writer who fantasizes about her novel and the resulting complications the book presents in her life. Love, fame, and fortune all line up to do cartwheels in this rollicking satire about a woman suddenly faced with what MIGHT happen. Laugh, live, and love along with this everywoman narrator and discover that her life may not be so different from the life you live.

Follow this plucky heroine as she enters a world of dreams and complications, as she strives to overcome her fears about living her own life the way it is meant to be lived. Pink--more than simply the title of the main character's novel--ultimately reveals its meaning as the symbol of power for her (and others in the gay and lesbian community) rightful place in the world.

An excerpt from Pink: Every time I go into a bookstore I want to vomit. It usually starts in the G section of Fiction but it's in full swing by the time I reach the Os. It's the type of feeling you get after eating too much ice cream. It hits you between the lungs, at the base of them near the gut. By the Os I want to shout: Hey, you forgot me! I look around, but all that I see is the book I will write. I can see the camera-ready art and everything. A slick title that will sell a million copies. It'll be me they're talking about on the news. They just don't know it yet.

The book I will write will make men sigh and bring tears like the best movie; the one you've seen a million times and can recite by heart. My book will be the sort of thing that becomes a substitute for friends. It will be so sad that people won't want to finish but will skip to the back of the book to see if what they think will happen does, but it won't. My book will have a pink cover like the brightest cotton candy you loved as a kid so that every time you look at it you think of Ferris Wheels. And there will be a gaudy display in the stores that I will tell everyone I hate, but I will secretly love. There will be a picture of the main character, me, standing in the middle of the desert. Low clouds will swirl behind me, in sand-like patterns, like at the beach when the waves retreat back into the ocean and the sand is all bumpy and streaked with imprints of the waves. That's how the clouds will be above me. And the title will be a thick black stripe across the top. But my name won't be on the front cover, only on the side because aesthetically, I want the one-liner title and the picture. It will give you the feeling you had when your fifth grade teacher used your paper as the perfect example in class, even though you laughed, it will be that secret sort of knowledge that you are somehow better than the rest.

Pink is a novel that confirms what some only suspect--that everyone is deserving of the life they dream.