Erasure
A Novel
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Publisher Description
Percival Everett's blistering satire about race and publishing, now adapted for the screen as the Academy Award-winning AMERICAN FICTION, directed by Cord Jefferson and starring Jeffrey Wright
Thelonious "Monk" Ellison's writing career has bottomed out: his latest manuscript has been rejected by seventeen publishers, which stings all the more because his previous novels have been "critically acclaimed." He seethes on the sidelines of the literary establishment as he watches the meteoric success of We's Lives in Da Ghetto, a first novel by a woman who once visited "some relatives in Harlem for a couple of days." Meanwhile, Monk struggles with real family tragedies—his aged mother is fast succumbing to Alzheimer's, and he still grapples with the reverberations of his father's suicide seven years before.
In his rage and despair, Monk dashes off a novel meant to be an indictment of Juanita Mae Jenkins's bestseller. He doesn't intend for My Pafology to be published, let alone taken seriously, but it is—under the pseudonym Stagg R. Leigh—and soon it becomes the Next Big Thing. How Monk deals with the personal and professional fallout galvanizes this audacious, hysterical, and quietly devastating novel.
PUBLISHERS WEEKLY
Everett's (Glyph; Frenzy; etc.) latest is an over-the-top masterpiece about an African-American writer who "overcomes" his intellectual tendency to "write white" and ends up penning a parody of ghetto fiction that becomes a huge commercial and literary success. Thelonius "Monk" Ellison is an erudite, accomplished but seldom-read author who insists on writing obscure literary papers rather than the so-called "ghetto prose" that would make him a commercial success. He finally succumbs to temptation after seeing the Oberlin-educated author of We's Lives in da Ghetto during her appearance on a talk show, firing back with a parody called My Pafology, which he submits to his startled agent under the gangsta pseudonym of Stagg R. Leigh. Ellison quickly finds himself with a six-figure advance from a major house, a multimillion-dollar offer for the movie rights and a monster bestseller on his hands. The money helps with a family crisis, allowing Ellison to care for his widowed mother as she drifts into the fog of Alzheimer's, but it doesn't ease the pain after his sister, a physician, is shot by right-wing fanatics for performing abortions. The dark side of wealth surfaces when both the movie mogul and talk-show host demand to meet the nonexistent Leigh, forcing Ellison to don a disguise and invent a sullen, enigmatic character to meet the demands of the market. The final indignity occurs when Ellison becomes a judge for a major book award and My Pafology(title changed to Fuck)gets nominated, forcing the author to come to terms with his perverse literary joke. Percival's talent is multifaceted, sparked by a satiric brilliance that could place him alongside Wright and Ellison as he skewers the conventions of racial and political correctness.
Customer Reviews
My Most Wonderful Discovery
I had never heard of Percival Everett until a few days ago and I’m glad I found him. Exceptional book and I am looking forward to reading more of his books.
Invisible No More
A worthy successor to Ralph Ellison’s Invisible Man, the novel fleshes out the voids that Thelonius Monk leaves in his music. It shows the unfortunate fact that most people are more comfortable with a fictionalized stereotype than with complicated reality.
The Real Real
This book presented the rare scenario where I saw the film adaptation before reading the book. The film presented a story of the black experience so compelling I had to read the source material. To be clear, the story of Thelonious “Monk” Ellison is a great one no matter what the medium. That said, the stream of consciousness perspective available in the book removes a layer from the already complex onion that while also adding more mystery to Monk.
Monk’s as represented in “Erasure” is so personally illuminating. Specifically in how it tells the story of a type of black man who cuts across the grain of the commonly held stereotype. What’s worse is that to be seen, Monk must play up the stereotype. This act of creating leads to an erasure of his own sense of identity as a writer. This contradiction doubles the initial erasure that happens because he does not fit into society’s mold. I know this conundrum too well.
Beyond the personal pull, the pacing, tone, language, and characters make this experience so engaging. You can smell, taste, and touch the awkward, contentious, and loving moments at every turn. I came away appreciating the film even more for its excellent interpretation of the original.
The witty humor is unexpected but roaringly funny. It glues together the larger commentary that calls out the joke that is the publishing industry’s and the broader society’s measure of what is “authentic.” For those looking for a reason to read “ Erasure” after watching the film, just know that Percival Everett placed land mines in the plot of the novel that were surprisingly left out from the movie. So in some ways it is a new experience.