January 26

The Transgressive Life

The look on the faces of people when I tell them I’m writing a Transgressive Fiction series is priceless. There was even an asshole that said, “What? You’re writing a transvestite series?”

I said, “Fuck you!” and then gently explained what I meant.

In a way, I expected him to be ignorant. I’m 33 and still don’t know shite about many things. Who am I to judge?

This literary movement, albeit simple, it’s difficult to explain. It’s about anorexic models who think they’re fat. It’s about rich assholes who party too hard. It’s about junkies who think they own the fucking world. It’s about poor miscreants who dare to dream too much. It’s about sex. Rough sex.

And often, it is also about death.

The easiest and cleanest definition I can give you comes from Wikipedia: Transgressive fiction is a genre of literature that focuses on characters who feel confined by the norms and expectations of society and who break free of those confines in unusual or illicit ways. Because they are rebelling against the basic norms of society, protagonists of transgressive fiction may seem mentally ill, anti-social, or nihilistic. The genre deals extensively with taboo subject matters such as drugs, sexual activity, violence, incest, pedophilia, and crime.

This description couldn’t have been done better, especially the part where it says: characters who feel confined by the norms and expectations of society and who break free of those confines in unusual or illicit ways.

That’s where I come in. My latest book will be part of a series, written as a journal or memoir, telling the story of Galuri Outis, an illegal immigrant who has come to America searching for his version of the American Dream: He wants to become a writer. In English. His second language.

At first glance, Outis looks like an average person. But he isn’t. He’s not worried about getting married, the green card, the pink house with the white fence, the kids, the minivan, etc., etc. Hell, he loathes commitments.

He is only worried about his education.

As Wikipedia states, he feels limited by societal norms and seeks to break free. He’s gotten into some relationships but finds himself unable to be loyal to one woman only. In fact, as the time goes by, he thinks monogamy is unnatural. Galuri Outis might not be a serial killer like Bret Easton Ellis’s American Psycho. But he develops some character traits from Bruce Robertson, the main character in Irvine Welsh’s Filth.

Chuck Palahniuk’s Fight Club’s narrator also has a lot of influence on my character. When Galuri Outis has to wake up every day to do the same fucking and tedious dead-end job, he tries to find some solace in talking to himself about how much he hates it all. And the voice inside his head always speaks back, giving him advice on how to move on.

My First Transgressions is only the beginning, but as you read it, you’ll find that Galuri Outis is the perfect example of a transgressive character. Look him up. You might end up liking him.

On a final note, drop me a line saying you want a free copy and I will make sure you get it.

Coming soon. Only on Amazon.


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Posted January 26, 2018 by Gabriel Lucatero in category "Writing

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