num_pages: 473
description: This is for the Real McCoy Monster Girls--not because they WANT to be--but because they need to be. For some it's a calling, their actions directed by an unknown force. For others, it's in their blood. The DNA that has been passed down from The Beginning of Time, back when tiny people lived in transistor radios, vaginas had teeth, and Neanderthal Monster Girls squatted through The First Supper, leading to the tantrums and quiet tensions of post-modern dinner tables of today.This is for the ones who must white-knuckle it through polite society. We eat sugar-free nothing, for we are Granular. Unrefined. Evil. There's no "on/off" switch, no safety net, no do-overs or practice throws. You have one chance, and one chance only, like a fearless tightrope walker. One mis-step and you'll plummet into the gorge of mediocrity."More manifesto than memoir, Lopez is longing for another cultural shift, for our entire society to go through a rite of passage. 'The girl must die,' she tells us, so that the woman can live. Lopez wants the culture that is currently in love with girlishness, Brazilians and Barbie blondes like Paris Hilton, to rediscover the loud, inappropriate woman. "The Girl Must Die is heavily illustrated with Lopez's artwork, mixing graffiti, tattoo and comic-book styles with wild abandon. Her writing is a similar amalgam of breathless tirade, stream of consciousness, aphorism and traditional autobiographical narrative. The result is a call to arms. 'Do whatever it takes to finally grow up and have a full slice of pie, because we need you and all that you know.' She wants to rally the monster that lives in every girl."  -Jessa Crispin, NPRErika Lopez wrote books like Flaming Iguanas for Simon &amp; Schuster before she hit the skids and ended up on welfare. Some say it's because she's mean. Some say it's because she's loud. Some say it's because she told people to get her books at the library. Regardless, she's back and taking her rightful place at the head of the rickety kid's table with the prettiest little brick of a book she's ever made. Its existence is a metaphor for coming out of hell clutching a handful of flowers. It's about white-knuckling it through a seemingly endless tour of The Abyss, and realizing that whatever doesn't kill you will eventually turn you on.
language: English
title: The Girl Must Die: A Monster Girl Memoir
publisher: Monster Girl Media