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Temporary Hilary Leichter Socialist Realism Trisha Low Things to Make and Break May-Lan Tan Mean Myriam Gurba The Gift Barbara Browning I’ll Tell You In Person Chloe Caldwell I Love Dick Chris Kraus Problems Jade Sharma Broken Glass Park Alina Bronsky Prostitute Laundry Charlotte Shane Surveys Natasha Stagg Margaret the First Danielle Dutton "I thought that if my mother hadn't died she would have taught me all about female things that didn't interest me: cooking, sewing, pleasing, self-sacrifice. She would have taught me to be a better person than the one I'd become." -Suzanne Scanlon, Promising Young Women Gift Certificate Animals Emma Jane Unsworth Inside Madeleine Paula Bomer Our Spoons Came From Woolworths Barbara Comyns Pretend I’m Dead Jen Beagin Eve’s Hollywood Eve Babitz The Selected Jenny Zhang Jenny Zhang Painting Their Portraits In Winter Myriam Gurba Thérèse and Isabelle Violette Leduc Lolly Willowes Sylvia Townsend Warner My Body Is a Book of Rules Elissa Washuta Her 37th Year: An Index Suzanne Scanlon She wore red high heels and tight jeans and backcombed her hair. She scared them all. She chewed gum loudly in class, she got great grades and she knew she could fuck whoever she wanted and knew she’d fuck them better than they’d ever been fucked before. So she fucked the ones she chose to fuck. She fucked the ones who deserved her shit. And then she fucked Mark. —Paula Bomer, Inside Madeleine Dead Horse Niina Pollari Black Cloud Juliet Escoria Pity the Animal Chelsea Hodson The Wallcreeper Nell Zink My Brilliant Friend Elena Ferrante Scarecrone Melissa Broder Playing the Whore: The Work of Sex Work Melissa Gira Grant How To Get Into the Twin Palms Karolina Waclawiak The Autobiography of Daniel J. Isengart Filip Noterdaeme The Compleat Purge Trisha Low Yokohama Threeway Beth Lisick Notice Heather Lewis My body was a book of rules, my heart the spine, my skin plastered with pages. Written on each one was the text that held the world together. Elissa Washuta, My Body Is a Book of Rules No Regrets Dayna Tortoricci The Days of Abandonment Elena Ferrante The Terrible Girls Rebecca Brown After Claude Iris Owens Meaty Samantha Irby Cassandra at the Wedding Dorothy Baker King Kong Theory Virginie Despentes Nevada Imogen Binnie Lee and Elaine Ann Rower Empathy Sarah Schulman Speedboat Renata Adler The Correspondence Artist Barbara Browning Reading delivers on the promise that sex raises but hardly ever can fulfill -- getting large cause you're entering another person's language, cadence, heart and mind. Chris Kraus, I Love Dick Nine Months Paula Bomer I’m Trying To Reach You Barbara Browning Promising Young Women Suzanne Scanlon Maidenhead Tamara Faith Berger Mercury Ariana Reines Loitering With Intent Muriel Spark One More for the People Martha Grover Who Was Changed and Who Was Dead Barbara Comyns Making Scenes Adrienne Eisen Lightning Rods Helen DeWitt the buddhist Dodie Bellamy Sempre Susan Sigrid Nunez "On the other hand, if they must make a statement--an argument for more casual depictions of smart interesting women; a refusal to represent smart women in a way that marks them out as supposed “exceptions” to women universally; a call for more written records of conversations between women that capture everything that’s unique to them, and everything that’s not--those are statement I’m happy for us to make." -Dayna Tortorici, No Regrets Glory Goes and Gets Some Emily Carter Inferno (a poet’s novel) Eileen Myles No More Nice Girls Ellen Willis
"I thought that if my mother hadn't died she would have taught me all about female things that didn't interest me: cooking, sewing, pleasing, self-sacrifice. She would have taught me to be a better person than the one I'd become." -Suzanne Scanlon, Promising Young Women
She wore red high heels and tight jeans and backcombed her hair. She scared them all. She chewed gum loudly in class, she got great grades and she knew she could fuck whoever she wanted and knew she’d fuck them better than they’d ever been fucked before. So she fucked the ones she chose to fuck. She fucked the ones who deserved her shit. And then she fucked Mark. —Paula Bomer, Inside Madeleine
My body was a book of rules, my heart the spine, my skin plastered with pages. Written on each one was the text that held the world together. Elissa Washuta, My Body Is a Book of Rules
Reading delivers on the promise that sex raises but hardly ever can fulfill -- getting large cause you're entering another person's language, cadence, heart and mind. Chris Kraus, I Love Dick
"On the other hand, if they must make a statement--an argument for more casual depictions of smart interesting women; a refusal to represent smart women in a way that marks them out as supposed “exceptions” to women universally; a call for more written records of conversations between women that capture everything that’s unique to them, and everything that’s not--those are statement I’m happy for us to make." -Dayna Tortorici, No Regrets