Gravity’s ripples had reached us. They were found to carry a message of collapse-as-unity, death-as-becoming: two black holes became one, and we heard the echo like a chirp from the moment of climax, a bashful orgasmic peep. The irreverence of the truth of all things. The cosmic joke, and I was in on it.
Calla, a self-aware millennial with a vexing personality disorder, is struggling to make a living as a writer in post-Great Recession New York. Seeking the paradoxical equilibrium between freedom and security, she impulsively leaves for Los Angeles—and finds herself in a swirling array of distractions, pleasures, connections, and breakdowns. Natasha Young’s quick-witted, kaleidoscopic debut novel will take you to the heart of despair in Brooklyn and leave you blissfully disassociated in the mythical hills of Los Angeles.
Natasha Young is a roving writer and editor. Born in Portland, Maine, she was raised in the woods by working-class bohemian parents and has since called Montreal, New York, and now Los Angeles home. Her fiction has appeared in Adult Magazine, Somesuch Stories, and Cosmonauts Avenue, and her nonfiction (art and cultural criticism/essays/journalism) appears in magazines including Artforum, Real Life, Garage, and The New Inquiry.
“Static Flux is a vivid portrait of what it means to make art in the face of uncertainty, melancholy, imposter syndrome, and the desire to drive off a cliff. Natasha Young maneuvers through her narrator’s ennui with precision and grace.”
- Chelsea Hodson, author of Tonight I'm Someone Else
"Static Flux is a satire that glows as much as it burns—a trancelike meditation on comfort and anxiety, gender, and class, where twenty first century cities are playgrounds and traps. It’s elegant and fast, ranges from coast to coast, made me feel like Southern California deserves to be its own country, New York is still a dark empire, that the laws of physics might be responsible for my emotional state."
- Maxwell Neely-Cohen, author of Echo of the Boom
INTERVIEW | TANK Magazine | "I recently read a book about the anxiety of being a contemporary writer but it didn’t mention working or anything to do with money. I found [Static Flux] a much more relatable depiction of that era, rather than a promotion of a fantasy that doesn’t exist."