Holes - Hilary White

Sometimes I pretended not to notice it (the black hole), but I knew it was always there. To tell the truth, I started to like having it around. I stuck quite close to it. Not too close, mind you. But it was useful, above all, to have somewhere to put things. Unwanted things. I am attracted to your attraction, he said. (I put it in the hole.) Night by night it got a little bigger… Holes splices forms of fiction and nonfiction. The narrator, a researcher of limits at an unidentified university, figures her entanglement with an unobtainable love object as the descent into a black hole. Everything she reads seems to shed light on the non-events that comprise their relationship, and study collapses into life as she struggles to separate events and forms, reality and ideation. Holes is a study in thematic fixation, engaging a range of 'obsessional artists' (including Yayoi Kusama, from whom the term is borrowed, Lee Bontecou, and Carolee Schneemann) for whom holes-as idea, imagery, philosophy-have proved evocative, inviting, and occasionally obliterative. 'Hilary White is an incredible polymath, and in Holes she gives us a science, an art history, a philosophy and an extraordinary romance of the hole. It's a moving, darkly funny account of the ending of a romantic mis-connection against a backdrop of economic precarity, failing infrastructure, and environmental disaster. Through the eyes of White's narrator, the hole becomes generative and world-ending, marking the limit of language and also its beginning. I loved it.' - Sarah Bernstein. Hilary White is a writer and researcher, currently an IRC postdoc at Maynooth University, Ireland, working on a project entitled Forms of Sleep. She co-ran the experimental poetry reading and commission series, No Matter, in Manchester, and co-edited the zine series, Academics Against Networking. Her writing appears in MAP, Banshee, zarf, and The Stinging Fly. Holes is her first novel.