More About the Author Kim Addonizio is a fiction writer, poet, and teacher. Her poetry collections include Tell Me, a finalist for the National Book Award, What Is This Thing Called Love, and Lucifer at the Starlite. She lives in Oakland, California. Kim Addonizio is a marvelous original. She writes like a divine union of Flannery O'Conner and Virginia Woolf, William Faulkner and Raymond Chandler. She's one of the most unadorned, artful spiritual writers I know. My Dreams Out in the Street has everything I look for in a contemporary novel. Rita, its lead character, is compelling. Alternately sexy, mysterious, stupid, resourceful, and inept, She moves through San Francisco's underbelly with unflagging desperation. Struggling to survive, Rita is one of those people who never got an even break. She wants to climb out of the hole she's in to a better life, but doesn't know how. She's hungry to get right with God, who appeared to her once in a childhood vision but has been woefully absent since, and she wants to find Jimmy, her husband who left their apartment one night after an argument and disappeared. Along the way, she sees something she shouldn't, is hunted by a psychotic deadbeat, and hooks up with a married private investigator who helps her and promises to find Jimmy. The story alternates between these three points of view, and Addonizio does a masterful job of interweaving the characters' separate-yet-parallel stories, especially through the last third of the book as the plot quickens