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  • Written by Sharon Dennis Wyeth
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On Sale: April 25, 2012
Pages: 208 | ISBN: 978-0-307-81597-2
Published by : Laurel Leaf RH Childrens Books
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Synopsis

HOT ICE

Taboo to the touch

A fire in the cold

That was us


Welcome to a stage, where a soaring painting takes shape before your eyes, a big-booty poet stands at the mike, and there’s a seat right in front, just for you.

This is a place where wise old ladies live and boys act like horses.

This is a vision of love that was crushed and brought back to life.

And this is my story. I’m Orphea Proud. Welcome to the show.

As Orphea, who discovers her sexuality as a lesbian, shares her story, powerful questions of family, prejudice, and identity are explored.


From the Hardcover edition.

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Showtime



"Don't look back."

That's what they told me.

So I won't turn around, even though I'm itching to. I want to see what that skinny little pale dude up on the ladder is painting behind my back. But I can't, because I have to look at you. You're the audience, after all. And I'm the performer. Raynor Grimes, the guy up on the ladder, well, he's part of the performance, too, but he doesn't talk, he paints, which means he keeps his eyes on his gargantuan canvas, while I keep my eyes on you. Without you none of us would be here, not me or Ray or Mr. Icarus Digits, the owner of this club, or Marilyn Chin, your waitress this evening who plays the electric bass and whose eyes look like they're bleeding on account of her burgundy mascara.

Welcome to our show!--which we've kind of nicknamed Not a Rodeo, for reasons I'll tell you later.

I'm Orphea Proud.

For those of you who've never been here, welcome to Club Nirvana!--a former meat warehouse. Some people say it stinks here. Once upon a time slabs of beef did hang from the ceiling. During the day, the place is dank, a nondescript square carved out of shitty concrete with the faint smell of pig's entrails. But at night, the space transforms. When I step inside this club before the show, the walls hug me. The people here are my little family. I bump my butt up onto the stage and Icky Digits waves at me from the light booth. If it weren't for Icky, I'd be sitting in a diner staring at an egg yolk, thinking it's a sunflower. When I get here in the evening, I see Raynor Grimes, too. Ray always arrives before I do, even though we live together. He scurries on over to mix his paints in private. Sometimes if I sneak in early, I spy. This evening I spotted a thin layer of ethereal blue. And I thought, oh yeah what a backdrop! Maybe tonight Ray's painting will be all me--study of a big-booty poet against a pale blue sky.

I said that the people at Club Nirvana are like my family. In fact Raynor and I are blood related. Something I didn't know when I first met him on top of a mountain down in Virginia. You're wondering how a vanilla boy with straw-colored hair could be kin to a coffee girl like me? Sure you are. Not only that, he's so skinny, his shoulder blades stick through his shirt like angel's wings--whereas I have meat on my bones. Never know who might be in your family, ain't it the truth?

Who else can I tell you about? Your waitress and my good friend Marilyn Chin! Besides playing bass and having a thing for burgundy mascara, Marilyn reads tea leaves. After the show, she'll read yours if you ask her. I warn you, though, her readings can be puzzling. When Ray and I first came to Queens, New York, to do our show and stay with her and Icky, Marilyn read mine.

"You are in grave danger of being devoured."

"Devoured by what?"

"Words. They will eat you like maggots."

"So, is there any way I can avoid this horrendous fate?"

"Sure," Marilyn said. "Make a raft of them."

Hmm, a raft of words. . . . Maybe you can figure that one out.

Next up--Mr. Icarus Digits! He wasn't always a club owner. He used to cook short-order in a diner in the town in Pennsylvania where I grew up. The diner had an open-mike night on Fridays. I started going when I was twelve and never missed a Friday after that. Being able to hear poets and musicians was like opening the iron bars of my prison. I was living with my brother, Rupert, and his wife in a house where I found it hard to breathe. But on Friday nights at the diner, I could throw open the doors inside myself and let poetry and music whistle through me while I felt all kinds of stuff; delicious stuff and scary stuff and parts of myself that I had not yet come to love. Another reason I was drawn to the diner was that I was already into writing poetry myself. But when I first went to the open-mike night, I just listened. One day, Icky Digits spotted me from behind the counter where he was cooking and encouraged me to get up and perform. My friend Lissa was there to encourage me, too, or I should say she nagged me. My first performance at the mike was the beginning of something taking shape inside me; a sense that I'd be a poet for the rest of my life and maybe even a performer. Icky Digits was right there with me, helping to make it possible, just like he's made it possible for me and Ray to put on our show at Club Nirvana these past few weeks. Want to hear something awesome about Icky Digits? He has no fingerprints. He won't tell me why. Maybe he tossed too much hot stuff at the grill or got too close to some lights. He's obsessed with theatrical lighting--he won't mind me saying that. He likes me bathed in pink. But sometimes he'll switch to red or blue. So expect me to keep changing colors. And look out--he's been known to throw a spotlight on the audience. Icky has one other interest, t'ai chi, which he practices every morning, advancing like a slow wind through the loft. Ray and I just ignore him and go on eating our cereal. Marilyn usually misses out on Icky's t'ai chi routine, because she takes such a long time in the bathroom.

So, that's the gang at Club Nirvana. Did I leave anyone out?

Yeah . . . You.

You're a very sexy audience. I love the way you laugh. I bet you can dance on the ceiling and eat pretzels off the floor with one hand tied behind you. Admit it--you're an adrenaline junkie, undulating hysteria about to explode, waiting to be discovered. You're not cynical, are you? Please tell me you're not. But if you are, I guess it's okay. I've had my moments, too. But it's hard to be cynical when you're telling a love story. And that's what I'm about to do.


From the Hardcover edition.
Sharon Dennis Wyeth

About Sharon Dennis Wyeth

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“When I was a child, books were my refuge, and my favorite place to be was the public library. As an author for young readers, I am so happy to have come home to that world. What a privilege it is to maintain a connection with young people, while reconnecting with the child in myself.”—Sharon Dennis Wyeth

Sharon Dennis Wyeth’s book Something Beautiful was selected by the Children’s Book Council as a Notable Children’s Trade Book in the Field of Social Studies. Her Always My Dad is a Reading Rainbow Selection.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Sharon Dennis Wyeth brings a variety of experiences to her work as an author for young readers. She has been a family counselor, television writer, and actress, and is a cum laude graduate of Radcliffe College. Commended by Publishers Weekly for “her compassionate rendering of contemporary families,” she is the first recipient of the Stephen Crane Literary Award, awarded by the Newark Public Library.

Sharon Dennis Wyeth enjoys singing, hiking, cooking, and gardening.

AUTHOR FUN FACTS

Born: April 19 in Washington, D.C.

Previous jobs: Family counselor, actress, voice teacher, and television writer.

Inspiration for writing: “Remembrances of my own childhood; watching my own daughter grow up; my husband; the young people I meet in my travels; . . . my desire to share what I have learned and to pass on something beautiful.”

Favorite foods: Pasta, hot chocolate, corn on the cob

Favorite clothes to wear: Long dresses and big hats and sunglasses and huge earrings!

Favorite books: Books by Toni Morrison, Jane Austen, Walter Dean Myers, and Mary Pope Osborne


PRAISE

GINGER BROWN: TOO MANY HOUSES
“This easy chapter book will appeal to transitional readers and also provide reluctant readers with an alternative to lengthier novels.”—Booklist


ONCE ON THIS RIVER
“Wyeth’s passion for the period—and for prodigious research—is evident. . . . Impressive.”—Kirkus Reviews


SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL
“An uplifting story illustrated with strongly realistic paintings.”—The Horn Book Magazine



Praise

Praise

“The unusual format, along with young adult literature’s dearth of gay African-American characters, make this piece notable, but it’s Orphea’s passionate and poetic voice that makes it special.”—Kirkus Reviews, Starred


From the Paperback edition.

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