Time to go to go to go." (You can tell when Yapa wants you to understand something, because he repeats it several times, several times, several times.) His heart of hearts poisoned by a bitter, wounded hatred, a sickness of the soul. he could have said his heart was laced with anger, holey as Swiss cheese. If he has real motivations, they're lost in Yapa's incessantly florid prose: ". Victor is the most fleshed-out character here, and that's not good. As he readies himself for the inevitable confrontation with his father, the book also follows two police officers - both tough, both unremarkable - and the Sri Lankan delegate who somehow gets mistaken for a demonstrator and is abused by overzealous cops. Victor's transition from cynical would-be drug dealer (he was "absolutely allergic to belief") to righteous protester in the space of a few pages is abrupt and inexplicable, but it does move the plot along, which is something. The concept behind 'Your Heart Is a Muscle the Size of a Fist' is a good one, but the execution is, at best, amateurish. You have to give Yapa credit for his ambition, and it's obvious that he's a writer of great compassion. Victor is homeless, hoping to make some money by selling pot to protesters, who he figures will be eager to snap it up. Victor has returned to Seattle after years spent wandering the world he left his home after his mother died and his stepfather, enraged to discover Victor smoking pot, set fire to his most prized possessions - his late mother's collection of books. There are also two protesters, two police officers, and a delegate from Sri Lanka trying to make his way to the convention. The point of view switches among several characters, chief among them Victor, a teenager who tries to sell marijuana to the gathered activists, and his estranged stepfather, Bishop, the Seattle chief of police, who desperately and fruitlessly tries to keep order downtown. The book takes place entirely on that one afternoon, with the protesters sounding like "fifty thousand desperate flies knocking against fifty thousand closed windows." The chaotic scene is the setting of Sunil Yapa's debut novel, Your Heart Is a Muscle the Size of a Fist. It didn't take long for the situation to deteriorate after some protesters started smashing windows and occupying intersections, police officers began to use tear gas and pepper spray in an effort to disperse the crowd. 30, 1999, tens of thousands of demonstrators gathered in downtown Seattle to protest the World Trade Organization conference being held at the city's convention center. Your purchase helps support NPR programming.
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