We zoom back and forth in time as inward life (hallucinations, memories and desires) and outward connection to the world blur together.
Journal entries and letters to Sylvia Plath from adolescence punctuate the book at comically disruptive intervals. “If I was wasting away in a hospital like a deer, very quiet and shy, everyone would feel bad for being blind fuckheads and put me in a foster home. Zipper Mouth has been described as a lesbian drug novel and is set mostly in nineties downtown NYC, but wormholes open up repeatedly into an abusive, escapist suburban childhood. This was our first chance to talk in real space and time, two things Weeks’s writing enthusiastically dilates. We had been internet acquaintances for years through blogging (we both had online alter egos) and have been developing a texting friendship for the last few months. I was really excited to sit down and talk with Laurie Weeks about her recently published novel, Zipper Mouth.
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