Percival Everett's blistering satire about race and writing, available
again in paperback
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.