"Juliet Milagros Palante is a self-proclaimed closeted Puerto Rican baby dyke from the Bronx. Only, she's not so closeted anymore. Not after coming out to her family the night before flying to Portland, Oregon, to intern with her favorite feminist writer--what's sure to be a life-changing experience." This little blurb is what first pulled me in. I loved almost the entire story. The only drawbacks were Harlowe's existence and the stream of consciousness narration. I hated Harlowe, and while I believe that was part of the point, because there's no way she's meant to be a likable character, it was almost too much. One scene that is still so vivid to me is when Juliet gets her period and is refused pain killers because Harlowe's methods are *obviously* better. I also had a hard time following along in some places because of the narration style.