A Meaningless Romp through Weightlessness

I wear Alfred Sung perfume because it clashes with my personality. I don't think anyone else gets it, but that's okay. Maybe one day someone will. Jessica Harman's A Meaningless Romp through Weightlessness is a sharp, effortlessly cool story that unfolds in the liminal spaces of thought and conversation, on university plazas, at traffic lights, in the presence of a cat named Stupid Face Kitty Kitty. Harman captures the unspoken tensions of relationships, the absurdity of recession-era commerce, and the gravity of seemingly weightless moments. This is Harman's seventh book with Alien Buddha Press, following A Cup of Truth at The Hard Knock Cafe (2021), Maybe My Name Is Yes (2021), Indigestion (2022), Drifting Tomatoes (2024), A Million Light Years From Broadway (2024), and Bite the Wax Tadpole (2024). Born in Montreal in 1974, Harman attended a summer session at The University of Iowa's Writers' Workshop and has published fiction and poetry with Wilderness House Press and Alien Buddha Press. Her work has appeared in numerous literary magazines. With wit as dry as a traffic-light observation and prose that turns casual encounters into existential reckonings, Harman delivers a novella that lingers. Fans of her previous work will find the same sharp humor, melancholic charm, and intricate relationships, woven together with the effortless style that has made her a standout voice in contemporary fiction.