{"id":307429,"date":"2026-03-04T07:00:00","date_gmt":"2026-03-04T12:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/electricliterature.com\/?p=307429"},"modified":"2026-03-04T07:58:17","modified_gmt":"2026-03-04T12:58:17","slug":"this-novel-is-part-manifesto-part-unauthorized-fictional-memoir","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/electricliterature.com\/this-novel-is-part-manifesto-part-unauthorized-fictional-memoir\/","title":{"rendered":"A Novel That’s Part Manifesto, Part Unauthorized Fictional Memoir"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

Night Night Fawn<\/a> <\/em>is without a doubt the Marxist, trans, comedic dystopia we need in 2026.\u00a0Initially conceived as nonfiction, Jordy Rosenberg\u2019s second novel subverts form to become an inherently transgressive, unauthorized, fictional \u201cmemoir\u201d that reads as hysterical manifesto.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n

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Barbara Rosenberg, a character modeled loosely on Rosenberg\u2019s own mother, is a terminally ill Jewish \u201cyenta.\u201d\u00a0High on opioids, looking back at her origins in post-war New York\u2014where she grew up with aspirations to be a wealthy Jew\u2014Barbara wonders where she went wrong with her estranged trans son and her ex best friend.\u00a0As Barbara takes an \u201cunrepentant account of all her failures,\u201d she seeks to understand how her child ended up becoming her greatest fear\u2014queer, unrecognizable, anti-capitalist, manly.\u00a0All the while, Barbara tries to convince her reader that she is justified in her actions as a parent, and can\u2019t we see why she had no choice but to hide that beloved corduroy blazer in the closet? Entrapped in \u201cthe bitter breath of aqua net,\u201d Barbara is delightfully acerbic:\u00a0We almost forget how homophobic, transphobic, Zionist she is.\u00a0\u201cWhat makes you a man,\u201d Barbara tells us, \u201cis how you die.\u201d Meanwhile, a woman\u2019s body is essentially a desecrateable<\/em> thing.\u00a0<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The book draws on influences as vast as Marxism, Hollywood, and even, perhaps, the dark satirical wit of Angela Carter, as it takes surreal leaps. Rosenberg, interrogating American Jewish culpability, writes, \u201cThe stylization and submission of catastrophe to the ethereal classiness of [Hollywood] explains the fascination of the boomer generation with Israel and colonizing Palestine.\u201d As with Rosenberg\u2019s first book Confessions of the Fox<\/a><\/em>, the prose crackles. \u201cWith yentas,\u201d Barbara tells us, \u201cthere\u2019s no defense, only offense.\u201d Barbara never lets us forget it, and neither does her author. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

I spoke with Rosenberg over Zoom about films, form, and the forbidden corduroy blazer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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D\/Annie Liontas: This book is so funny! I think of humor as the first tool of the defenseless, and specifically of queers, yet so often we yield the power of humor to the political right. How is humor, particularly satire, an act of cultural resistance? Why do we need it, especially in 2026?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Jordy Rosenberg:<\/strong> I love comedy because it’s vernacular. History is lived in the vernacular, resistance is lived in the vernacular, and bits, jokes, and satire are all part of that. So I do think of comedy as part of building a durable culture of resistance that is inviting, provocative, seductive, and a place for the release of anxiety for people who are participating in struggle. That last element\u2014the temporary alleviation of anxiety for readers who might be overwhelmed and exhausted, despairing etc.\u2014is something that my partner, Jasbir, helped crystallize for me as a horizon. This was especially helpful while I was engaged in the often difficult project of writing a book that is a deep dive into a world of transphobes and colonizers. I also think that the satirical mode in particular has a special affinity for focalizing anger in the direction of political action.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

D\/AL: This book started as a memoir, but I\u2019ve also heard you describe the novel as \u201c70s erotic satire, gutter schtick, and a splash of gothic menace.\u201d Can you speak to the genre and what it means to tell this story in a mode that is uncategorizable and irreducible?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

JR: <\/strong>Well I\u2019m not the first person to say that, in part, I was influenced\/aggravated by the Rothian school of Jewish American literature. So going back to what you asked about comedy, there\u2019s a certain element of this novel that isn\u2019t only about stealing back parody and satire from the right, but was also about stealing back that kind of libidinal license from a kind of liberal Jewish-American cis male tradition. In this, I would like to think I am taking part in a larger movement among trans writers who have refused respectability politics in all of these incredibly visceral, imaginative ways. This is something that\u2019s particularly evident in the wave of authors writing in or about trans horror, like Grace Byron, Gretchen Felker-Martin, Alison Rumfitt, and Zefyr Lisowski, to name just a few. Horror and satire are incredibly proximate modes. You see that in the Scream<\/em> franchise, for example, right? There, the self-awareness of horror as a genre doesn\u2019t subtract from the horror\u2014it often just amplifies it, or combines it with laughter. That roving, over-excited affect of terror or laughter\u2014well, it\u2019s kind of fungible. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

All to say that, genre-wise, I did try to combine a kind of (righteously) purloined Rothian libidinal license with undercurrents of horror. And all of it, I hope, contributes something to this broader movement in trans fiction that dispenses with the stultifying and unimaginative demands of respectability politics. And then of course, there\u2019s also a very long history of anti-fascist and anti-authoritarian satire that I\u2019m drawing on as well. Orwell speaks about the material impact on his work of having been part of the actual \u201cmachinery of despotism.\u201d Having grown up within a Zionist and homophobic household, and in many ways trying to expose and satirize the interiors of those spaces, Orwell\u2019s language did resonate with me. The satiric experiments at play in authors like Emile Habibi and Roberto Bola\u00f1o were also important examples. Randa Abdel-Fattah recently had some very compelling things to say about satire on David Naimon\u2019s wonderful Between the Covers podcast, as well.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

D\/AL: Barbara is intoxicating and charming on the page and yet we understand her to be extremely flawed\u2014Zionist, transphobic\u2014and that, to be in close proximity\u2014to be her child\u2014might be impossible. Is it a dialectical exercise to fictionalize her? What did it take to shape this voice, and what are you confronting with it?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I am taking part in a larger movement among trans writers who have refused respectability politics in all of these incredibly visceral, imaginative ways.<\/p><\/blockquote><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

JR: <\/strong>Something I was thinking about quite a bit while writing was the extent to which we unconsciously, melancholically incorporate the speech of the other\u2014even of a parent who we may have had a very difficult relationship with, and whose politics we explicitly reject. What to do about the tangled situation of subject-formation? In many ways, this book is about complicity\u2014our inextricability from the systems we confront.\u00a0That\u2019s dialectical.\u00a0And it\u2019s why, I think, I was compelled to write this book as a satiric novel from the perspective of a transphobic, Zionist character (rather than, for example, as a memoir from the perspective of me, a person who has refused those positions). One of the things I was interested in portraying was the ubiquity and ordinariness with which colonial ideology has been normalized within diasporic American households\u2014in depicting a character who enjoys <\/em>certain forms of power, who identifies in an unconcealed way with supremacist and colonial projects.\u00a0It had to be written from that character\u2019s perspective\u2014someone who was not going to conceal or hedge or varnish over exactly what those attachments meant.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

D\/AL: Barbara yearns for family, defining it at one point as \u201camoeba people . . . individual members making up one entity, one cell, whose limbs reach out in many directions, but all held together by an invisible membrane.\u201d What shapes her ideas of family, especially regarding gender policing? What is Night Night Fawn<\/em> illuminating about queer and trans folks who are estranged from family?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

JR: <\/strong>There\u2019s a certain amount of portability to this feeling of being excluded from family. Certainly, trans people know this feeling very well and have been materially subjected not just to familial estrangement, but abandonment and abuse. But the feeling of wanting an ideal family, or of wanting something from family and not being able to get it, is pretty ubiquitous. Much of this book explores Barbara’s feelings about having been, from her perspective, denied the family that she wanted. She has to share a family with a trans person and for her this is an experience of victimization.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was interested in exploring certain aspects of a kind of pre-second wave feminist mid-20th century worldview, and how a certain ressentiment<\/em> gets channeled both into anti-trans animus and, in the case of this character, an identification with a colonial project which she sees as the ultimate locus of a liberated binary gendered discourse. Maybe this is another place where the dialectical aspect gets elaborated\u2014because this is also a character from a working class background contending with certain frustrations with the conditions of her life and labor both at home and in the workplace. But as Sophie Lewis’s book, Enemy Feminisms<\/a><\/em>, and others have pointed out, there’s nothing that has historically prevented some of these rightful grievances about gendered oppression from turning toward what Lewis describes as a \u201crestrictive pessimism\u201d about what it is to be female. Emma Heaney describes cis-ness as \u201cfeminism’s counter-revolution,\u201d and I\u2019d say that Barbara is mounting an epic counter-revolution throughout this book.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

D\/AL: Night Night Fawn<\/em> integrates film as a way to contextualize Barbara, but also define the cultural era and name Israel\u2019s hold on the American imagination. What is the power of noir films, specifically Sunset Boulevard<\/em>?<\/strong> <\/p>\n\n\n\n

JR: <\/strong>Barbara the character is obsessed with both noir and with Exodus<\/em>. As for the latter, Exodus<\/em> was an incredibly central piece of literary and filmic propaganda for people of that generation. As the scholar Amy Kaplan has argued, it \u201cforged the popular American identification with Israel for decades to come.\u201d Ultimately, the film became so influential that Israel\u2019s minister of tourism (as Kaplan notes), said \u201cwe could have thrown away all the promotional literature we printed in the last two years and just circulated Exodus<\/em>.\u201d I won\u2019t give any spoilers, but I will say I was interested in exploring that situation fictionally.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The feeling of wanting an ideal family, or of wanting something from family and not being able to get it, is pretty ubiquitous.<\/p><\/blockquote><\/figure>\n\n\n\n

As for noir, I\u2019m interested in noir conventions and ways in which a variety of filmic identifications were coming to shape certain forms of mid-century femininity and aesthetics. Sunset Boulevard<\/em> is an iconic demonstration of noir form\u2014specifically the ways in which the eeriness of noir voiceover, the fact that we are listening to a placeless voice speaking from an unknown location, gets incorporated so naturally by the viewer. This is something I found beautifully articulated in Theodore Martin\u2019s wonderful book, Contemporary Drift<\/a>.<\/em> The entire technology of voiceover means that the voice that you hear when you’re looking at the picture on the screen is coming from a different place than the picture is. In Sunset Boulevard<\/em>, you realize the film is being narrated by a character who is dead, and so they\u2019re inhabiting a place that is radically outside the frame. But filmic form is about suturing together across gaps, and the viewer incorporates this process with pleasure. The viewer does not have a problem with these contradictions. Sunset Boulevard<\/em> defined an important zeitgeist <\/em>for Barbara\u2019s character, so I wanted to explore the significance of it for the character\u2019s world. But, also, Martin\u2019s analysis gave me license in terms of literary form and trying to take risks with contradictions, and then trusting that the reader incorporates them. <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

D\/AL: You set Night Night Fawn<\/em> in Brooklyn and Manhattan, spanning from post-war era through the 1980s. What were you thinking about when you wrote about this city as a locus of power, and as you captured New York across the decades?<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

JR: <\/strong>I love something Andrea Lawlor has said about Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl<\/a><\/em>, which takes place in the 90s: \u201cWell it wasn’t historical fiction when I started writing it.\u201d I grew up in the 80s, and in some ways I\u2019ve been \u201cwriting\u201d this novel in my head since then. So there’s a certain continuity, and for me it doesn\u2019t feel like historical fiction. But to a reader, especially a younger reader, of course, it will feel like a different world. There are, for example, glimpses into very specific niches of New York City culture. Studio 54-adjacent teenage life, for example. Or the milieu of garment trucking in midtown in the 60s. Or the life of a small upper east side office workplace during the 80s. My mother, like Barbara, was an administrative assistant in a plastic surgeon’s office, so I was also very interested in capturing some elements to do with the birth and commercialization of plastic surgery. Really, the beginnings of the intensification of a gender binary that has been taken to a comical zenith now. <\/p>\n\n\n\n

D\/AL: Can you talk about the forbidden corduroy blazer? I think about it every time I walk past my hall closet.<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

JR: <\/strong>Who doesn\u2019t love a corduroy blazer? There is a recurrent issue that comes up in the book around the trans character\u2019s desire to accouter himself as he likes (in this case, in corduroy). We are talking about the relationship between a desire for gender and gendered identity. I hardly need to say much about this, as Andrea Long-Chu\u2019s iconic essay \u201cOn Liking Women\u201d in n+1<\/em>, has already covered this ground, fearlessly breaking a certain silence around a trans desire for gender. It was such a bombshell when she wrote, \u201cThe truth is, I have never been able to differentiate liking women from wanting to be like them.\u201d Part of the point here is that it\u2019s not just that, against all of the medicalizing and pathologizing prohibitions, trans people actually have complex affects and desires, but that we share these complex affects and desires with cis people. And so my own book is much more invested in exposing cis desire, through Barbara, who has an enormous<\/em> desire for gender\u2014to be a woman, to be part of a gendered binary with her husband, and all of it. In the course of that quest, Barbara becomes, you could say, fetishistically and phobically obsessed with her child\u2019s own gendered desires, which take the form\u2014for Barbara\u2014of a desire for a corduroy blazer.<\/p>\n\n\n