BOURGEOIS BLUES

Snow has a bad case of the bourgeois blues. The only cure, when you're eighteen, in 1969, is to run away from home and leave suburbia to the company men and their housebound wives. So Snow heads out to San Francisco: the one place where she can break all the rules.

So begins this refreshing story of one woman's attempts at liberation, not just from middle class morals, but from the women's liberation movement itself. As Snow asks the ageless question, "Who am l?" She finds no shortage of answers, but each is less satisfactory than the first. She is a product: a product of suburbia, of her parentsí generation, yet she's a product who doesn't care about products-"the efficacy of Vitamin C and deodorant."

Unfit for the age of suburban consumption, haunted by images of the Holocaust and other atrocities of our times, Snow seeks a place for herself in the Age of Aquarius, and in the bohemia of 1969 San Francisco. Her experience is a collage of protest marches, cafe con leche and ginseng, conscinusness-raising groups, mescaline, primal scream therapy and the Grateful Dead, all crisply rendered in clean, strong prose that both inspires and rejects nostalgia. Bourgeois Blues is wicked, ironic, explicit, and unpredictable, as right for the eighties as On the Road was for the sixties.


"Herman has created a vivid portrait of coming of age in that confusing era when all the old rules were being broken."
William French, The Globe & Mail

"The novel captures jargon and joys of Jewish hippie."
Canadian Jewish News