Love, As They Say, Is Blind

So, for the past two days, self has been reading a fascinating novel by Francisco Goldman, The Divine Husband (It has a very strange cover that self hasn’t yet been able to figure out: a woman in pink has her back half turned to a camera, and she is holding by the hand a tiny figure dressed all in black, in a cape with pointed ears — could that be a midget Batman? Or is that supposed to be the Devil? But why is he a midget? Self is completely mystified).

Here’s the section self happens to read after dinner. It is so risible that after self read it, she couldn’t stop laughing. (Earlier, she read Andrew O’Hehir’s Salon.com post and had the same response: this really must be the day for belly-busting laugh inducers). Here’s the context: Maria de las Nieves is a former nun; Wellesley Bludyar is a British diarist who’s been trying (unsuccessfully) to flirt with her. The place is an imaginary country in Latin America.

When Wellesley Bludyar saw Maria de las Nieves’ expression (as he later confided to a sympathetic Mrs. Gastreel; and many nights later, though quite inebriated, and not so explicitly, to others; and within hearing of yet others, for the city was so infested with secret police, informers and spies that another foreigner living there at that time, who kept an eventually published diary, famously wrote here even the drunks are discreet — though not always Bludyar) he thought his little joke had impressed her as cheeky and clever, and he felt unaccustomedly and gratefully thrilled. An instant later all had subsided into a feverish chill in his intestines. Could he really be falling in love with the odd little half-breed legation translator, with her crooked, gapped, discolored teeth, and tobacco-fouled breath and tobacco-stained (nearly vermilion) fingers?

Ha. Ha. Ha. Haaaaa !!!

2 Comments

  1. Grace T said,

    August 19, 2009 at 5:00 am

    This sounds terrific. I’m going to put this book on my list to read. Thanks for letting me know about it. Hope you’re well.

  2. August 19, 2009 at 5:55 am

    Well, I’m loving it so far. Today, the section I read, I laughed out loud! I was reading by an open window, and I think my next-door neighbor probably thought I was losing my mind …


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