Debbie Doesn’t Do It Anymore by Walter Mosley was a book that I enjoyed surprisingly enough. I could feel all the work Mosley did to try to right his lead female character authentically. He didn’t do too badly. This book was interesting and had that vibe of someone trying to do things differently but nobody else is in accord.
What’s Debbie Doesn’t Do It Anymore about?
Millions of men (and no doubt many women) have watched famed black porn queen Debbie Dare—she of the blond wig and blue contacts-“do it” on television and computer screens every which way with every combination of partners the mind of man can imagine. But one day an unexpected and thunderous on-set orgasm catches Debbie unawares, and when she returns to the mansion she shares with her husband, insatiable former porn star and “film producer” Theon Pinkney, she discovers that he’s died in a case of hot tub electrocution, “auditioning” an aspiring “starlet.” Burdened with massive debts that her husband incurred, and which various L.A. heavies want to collect on, Debbie must reckon with a life spent in the peculiar subculture of the pornography industry and her estrangement from her family and the child she had to give up. She’s done with porn, but her options for what might come next include the possibility of suicide. Debbie . . . is a portrait of a ransacked but resilient soul in search of salvation and a cure for grief. (Goodreads)