The name "Getulio" features here in my novella--
It was also the name of one of my classmates in Poland from Venezuela, Getulio and Rosa, who were the parents of a baby girl I call Wadna Ochi (beautiful eyes)
and a friend of a friend who gave me the name of the Concierto de Aranjuez--
BUT, neither of them have anything to do with the Getulio on this story, which is based partially on a Russian grad student shot on the streets of W. Philadelphia while his girl friend was making spaghetti.
What I want to say is it will be less than useless to try and look for traces of my private life, assuming I have one, in my fiction.
Like all novelists, I am an expert at bullshitting you.
I have written fiction in the voice of a 1988 student leader (Wolf), the voice of a stripper (here in The Lovers) and a lion, in Beast.
So until I feel like sharing, as Salman Rushdie did in Joseph Anton, his autobiographical novel--
you will just have to guess or not know.
After all, it is not your right, as I am not a public figure and besides, it is not interesting.
At all.
KMKaung
9-29-2015
Of Life and Art.
