BELLECHASSE
by Stacey B. Day MD
Novella located in French Canada in the city of Montreal. Prefatory logo says: "In Montreal there is a street named Bellechasse. It has, if you will, the personality of a woman - it is feminine in gender. Driving in the snow, in winter, I crossed Bellechasse late one evening. There began this story. It is but a story. Not of a street, nor of a woman, but of a passage through one street in a life that has walked many streets".
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BELLECHASSE
1969, Cultural and Educational Productions, Canada and USA
Hardbound
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0876400721 9780876400722
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"She said, "We don't choose our Guardian Angels, they choose us". He saw her words. They were red. Outside snow piled by the roadside. On that slush carpet ice was setting in and his wheels lost their grip as he came round the bend. "Hang a right", she said. Or was it his Guardian Angel? He turned the wheel sharply to the right. The light eked out by the street lamps was lost. He was in a black womb. Whore black funereal rocking azoic timeless eternity covered him up. He felt the car wheels slipping and the slide he knew was coming and there was that almighty moment in his body full of fear and defiance and uptight he took the slide strange joy of fighting against the spin. "So what", he thought. "Always fight a slide. Better still on the Mount", and he lied, he always damned well lied, lost in magnificent lies, praying, manipulating his way over the ice with her perched on his shoulder."
Edition Notes
Front cover depicts a radiograph of a woman's hand with ring. Back cover shows a small portrait of the writer accompanied by quotations from notables. JOE PYNE, KTTV, Hollywood, 1966 remarks....."you're not a bad looking feller - with your glasses off". Writer Christopher Isherwood, 1967, remarked....."a mixture of East and West....should make for a very interesting life". The Greenwich Village EVERGREEN on his book ROSALITA....."the whore of perfection". Alan Burke, WNEW-TV, New York, 1968 ending his program......"and when the world comes to an end there will still be two people left on it - Alan Burke and Stacey Day".
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"She said, "We don't choose our Guardian Angels, they choose us". He saw her words. They were red. Outside snow piled by the roadside. On that slush carpet ice was setting in and his wheels lost their grip as he came round the bend. "Hang a right", she said. Or was it his Guardian Angel? He turned the wheel sharply to the right. The light eked out by the street lamps was lost. He was in a black womb. Whore black funereal rocking azoic timeless eternity covered him up. He felt the car wheels slipping and the slide he knew was coming and there was that almighty moment in his body full of fear and defiance and uptight he took the slide strange joy of fighting against the spin. "So what", he thought. "Always fight a slide. Better still on the Mount", and he lied, he always damned well lied, lost in magnificent lies, praying, manipulating his way over the ice with her perched on his shoulder."
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