Weetzie Bat, Book 1Fifteen years ago Francesca Lia Block made a dazzling entrance into the literary scene with what would become one of the most talked-about books of the decade: Weetzie Bat. This poetic roller coaster swoop has a sleek new design to match its new sister and brother books, Goat Girls and Beautiful Boys. Rediscover the magic of Weetzie Bat, Ms. Blocks sophisticated, slinkster-cool love song to L.A.the book that shattered the standard, captivated readers of all generations, and made Francesca Lia Block one of the most heralded authors of the last decade. |
Contents
| 1 | |
| 10 | |
Weetzie and Her Dad at | 16 |
Fifis Genie | 24 |
Duck | 32 |
Weetzie Wants a Baby | 46 |
Witch Baby | 66 |
ShangriL A | 80 |
Love Is a Dangerous Angel | 96 |
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Popular passages
Page 28 - I wish for a Duck for Dirk, and My Secret Agent Lover Man for me, and a beautiful little house for us to live in happily ever after.
Page 109 - But love and disease are both like electricity. . . . They are always there — you can't see or smell or hear, touch, or taste them, but you know they are there like a current in the air. We can choose, Weetzie thought, we can choose to plug into the love current instead
Page 2 - She was a skinny girl with a bleach-blonde flat-top. Under the pink Harlequin sunglasses, strawberry lipstick, earrings dangling charms, and sugarfrosted eye shadow she was really almost beautiful. Sometimes she wore Levi's with white-suede fringe sewn down the legs and a feathered Indian headdress, sometimes old fifties' taffeta dresses covered with poetry written in glitter, or dresses made of kids' sheets printed with pink piglets or Disney characters.
Page 1 - The reason Weetzie Bat hated high school was because no one understood. They didn't even realize where they were living. They didn't care that Marilyn's prints were practically in their backyard at Graumann's; that you could buy tomahawks and plastic palm tree wallets at Farmer's Market, and the wildest, cheapest cheese and bean and hot dog and pastrami burritos at Oki Dogs; that the waitresses wore skates at the Jetson-style Tiny Naylor's; that there was a fountain that turned tropical soda-pop...
Page 44 - A kiss about apple pie a la mode with the vanilla creaminess melting in the pie heat. A kiss about chocolate, when you haven't eaten chocolate in a year. A kiss about palm trees speeding by, trailing pink clouds when you drive down the Strip sizzling with champagne. A kiss about spotlights fanning the sky and the swollen sea spilling like tears all over your legs.
Page 92 - You are my Marilyn. You are my lake full of fishes. You are my sky set, my 'Hollywood in Miniature," my pink Cadillac, my highway, my martini, the stage for my heart to rock and roll on, the screen where my movies light up,
Page 56 - And that was how Weetzie and Dirk and Duck made the baby - well, at least that was how it began, and no one could be sure if that was really the night, but that comes later on (Block 1989,46-7).
Page 26 - Never mind. Okay. I wish for world peace," Weetzie said. "I'm sorry," the genie said. "I can't grant that wish. It's out of my league. Besides, one of your world leaders would screw it up immediately.
Page 8 - Who, what, when, where, how — well, not how" Weetzie said. "It doesn't matter one bit, honey-honey," she said, giving him a hug. Dirk took a swig of his drink. "But you know I'll always love you the best and think you are a beautiful, sexy girl,