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12 September 2006 @ 08:55 am
Bret Easton Ellis, Lunar Park  
Lunar Park is Bret Easton Ellis's (American Psycho, Less Than Zero) newest novel, a largely fictional memoir. It starts out pretty accurate, but quickly loses truth, and eventually (I haven't gotten that far yet) becomes a supernatural horror of sorts.

In these excerpts he's detailing his (largely exaggerated... I hope) drug exploits while on tour for Glamourama, his fifth book.

To make sure I stayed drug-free during the first leg of the Glamourama tour, Knopf hired a Jamaican bodyguard to keep an eye on me. Sometimes he was easy to elude; other times he was not. Like many esteemed (albeit sloppy) drug users, I usually had cocaine powder all over my jackets when I came out of bathroom stalls, dusting my lapels, dotting itself in chunks on the trousers of my new Cerruti suits so at times it was noticeable that I wasn't entirely clean yet, which eventually led to daily searches by Terence, who would find the packets of meth and dope and coke lodged in my Armani overcoats, which he then sent out for dry cleaning. And then there were the more serious side effects of doing drugs on a long, exhausting tour: the seizure in Raleigh and the life-threatening coma in St. Louis. Before long Terence just didn't care anymore. ("Mon, if you wanna do de dope, do de dope," Terence tiredly told me as he fingered a dreadlock. "Terence don't wanna know. Terence? He tired, mon.")

After Terence, they hired a "drug cop" for the second U.S. tour, who had to report to Ellis's publisher via e-mail.
E-mail memo #34: Miami book fair; writer locked himself in bookstore bathroom, repeatedly yelling at concerned employees to 'Go away!' When writer emerged an hour later he started to 'freak out' again. 'I have a snake on me!' writer screamed. 'It's biting me! It's IN MY MOUTH!' Writer was dragged to a waiting squad car while holding onto bewildered young yeshiva student attending the reading--whom writer continuously fondled and groped--until ambulance arrived. His eyes rolling into the back of his head, writer's last words--shouted--before being driven off were quote 'I am keeping the Jew-boy' unquote.
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itsmepeaceitsmepeace on September 16th, 2006 01:37 am (UTC)
let me know when you get to the horror part