On
the eve of the Occupy Wall Street protests, C is flat broke. Once a renowned
textile artist, she's now the sole proprietor of an arts supply store in Lower
Manhattan. Divorced, alone, at loose ends, C is stuck with a struggling
business, a stack of bills, a new erotic interest in her oldest girlfriend, and
a persistent hallucination in the form of a rogue garden gnome with a pointed
interest in systems collapse . . . C needs to put her medical debt and her sex
life in order, but how to make concrete plans with this little visitor haunting
her apartment, sporting a three-piece suit and delivering impromptu lectures on
the vulnerability of the national grid? Moreover, what's all this computer code
doing in the story of her life? And do the answers to all of C's questions lie
with an eco-hacktivist cabal threatening to end modern life as we know it?
The Visitors is mordantly funny as it follows a woman
dealing with debt, lust and an unwelcome visitor in the last days of a broken
status quo. It peers into How We Got Here and asks What We Do Next, whatever
our personal hallucinations may be.
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