by
Dorothy Snarker
After Ellen
I know that Mia Kirshner is not Jenny Schecter. I am
able to distinguish fact from fiction. I rarely blur the lines between reality
and fantasy (except in my most uninhibited, sweaty dreams involving Dara
Torres and the U.S. Olympic women's soccer team). Yet, when I first
heard that Mia had written a book, I recoiled in horror. Oh, God, not those
angsty floating words. Sweet fancy moses, not the confusing carnival of shame. Please,
for the love of all that is good, save us from the masturbatory opus! Epidode
4.5 ‘Lez Girls’
And then, I
remembered to breath and relaxed. Mia is not Jenny. Her book is not Lez
Girls. Instead, The L Word actress has written the travelogue I
Live Here, which will be published Oct. 14 by Pantheon Books.
Mia's debut
novel is described as a “paper documentary” done with the collaboration of
graphic novelist Joe Sacco, writer J.B. MacKinnon
and graphic designers Paul Shoebridge and Michael
Simons. The book chronicles Mia's seven years of travel across the globe
and the devastation she has seen. Part diary, part graphic novel, I Live
Here spans the war in Chechnya, ethnic cleansing in Burma, globalization
in Mexico and AIDS in Malawi.
Whew — that
sounds a whole lot better than reading about the not-so-thinly-veiled exploits
of Bev and Nina. Though, just in case, she might not want to let Bette Porter
get her hands on a copy. Wait — damn — fantasy/reality, there I go again.
