The Devil in Silver: A Novel

by Victor Lavalle

  Being a kid from Queens means I grew up with people of every color, nationality, and faith. Among those were plenty of working-class white guys. They were my friends. But when I saw guys like them in books, movies, or television, they were usually depicted as: 1) drunks, 2) abusers, or 3) drunk abusers. The guys I’d known deserved better than those portrayals. They were as capable of goodness as anyone else. I wanted Pepper, flaws and all, to be complex and surprising, like real human beings. I’m thankful for the friends who inspired him.

  The name Kofi Acholi is not a Ugandan name. This was a purposeful choice. I have a large extended family on my Ugandan side and I didn’t want any of them thinking I based Kofi on them. So I used a name one would never find in real life simply to spare myself any hell at the next Ugandan picnic.

  I’d like to send a heartfelt fuck you to St. Luke’s-Roosevelt Hospital’s psychiatric unit. No doubt they’ve long forgotten why I loathe them, but I will never forget.

  Okay, I got that out of my system. But I don’t want to end on a poisonous note.

  While Emily was pregnant we lived in Amsterdam thanks to the Dutch Foundation for Literature. While there, we got to visit the Van Gogh Museum. The museum does a great job of drawing a visitor deeper into the story of Van Gogh’s life. His work is displayed in a sort of timeline, floor by floor, until by the time you’ve reached one of his last paintings, Wheat Field with Crows, it feels as if you’ve really come to know the man. Those visits inspired me to pick up Van Gogh’s letters. I practically devoured them and, soon enough, his spirit possessed this novel. I have to thank the Van Gogh Museum for being curated so damn well.

  Finally, I thank Vincent Van Gogh aka Big Vince aka the Red Tornado. If there is an afterlife, I hope you finally got to see how much you’ve meant to so many.

  VLV

  March 15, 2012

  For Gloria Loomis,

  who I love like family

  ALSO BY VICTOR LAVALLE

  Slapboxing with Jesus

  The Ecstatic

  Big Machine

  ABOUT THE AUTHOR

  VICTOR LAVALLE is the author of Slapboxing with Jesus, The Ecstatic, and Big Machine. He’s been the recipient of numerous awards, including the Shirley Jackson Award, the Ernest J. Gaines Award for Literary Excellence, and a Guggenheim Foundation Fellowship. He teaches at Columbia University. He lives in New York with his wife and son.