Genna Rivieccio – författare

Is it anything like the ten Plagues of Egypt? Well, fairly close. 2020 was a year like no other in history both modern and "ancient" (that includes the much referenced 1918 Spanish flu pandemic). A cauldron of circumstances combined to make the kickoff year to a new decade one of the nadirs of the twenty-first century (which is really saying something, considering how many there have been thus far). Yet 2020 did not merely "end" on December 31st, but will persist for the foreseeable future with its ripple effect aftermath. In Corona(tion) Year, Vol. 1: Short Stories, the unfolding of the pandemic as it happened is explored through narrative fiction that both stylizes and accurately depicts a world gone stark-raving mad, having absolutely no idea how to function or treat one another when necessary restrictions vastly reined in everyday selfishness and frivolity.

Is it anything like the ten Plagues of Egypt? Well, fairly close. 2020 was a year like no other in history both modern and "ancient" (that includes the much referenced 1918 Spanish flu pandemic). A cauldron of circumstances combined to make the kickoff year to a new decade one of the nadirs of the twenty-first century (which is really saying something, considering how many there have been thus far). Yet 2020 did not merely "end" on December 31st, but will persist for the foreseeable future with its ripple effect aftermath. In Corona(tion) Year, Vol. 2: Critical Essays, the unfolding of the pandemic as it happened is explored through a pop culture-focused eye. For 2020 was undoubtedly one of the most bizarre years in celebrity history, and one in which celebrity (self-)obsession mutated with as much ferocity as the new strain of COVID.

Never given her due in the 00s at the peak of the reign of white girl socialites like Paris H., Tate Carmichael demands the spotlight be redirected back to her. And if trying to buy her way into the glow of the flashbulbs didn''t do it, then maybe telling the truth about that strange (yet simpler) time called the "aughts" will garner her rightful respek (a word she still uses sometimes thanks to the momentary slip-up of dating Ali G, who turned out, like so many people of the era, not to be a real person). So she presents to you, in this analog thing called a book, her tale of being the original enfant terrible of tabloid and internet gossip...never lauded for her "badness" the way a certain other "actress" posing as a true member of the socialite sistren was (and is).