The Last Book I Loved: Rat Girl
The ancient Greeks and Romans believed that genius and creativity were literal spirits, both apart from and outside the artist’s body. The artist’s role was to serve as conduit, and…
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Digesting an Elephant–The Rumpus Book Club Reviews The Instructions
What if Infinite Jest and Phillip Roth had a love child, a very angry love child… Large enough to squash a Pekingese, Adam Levin’s The Instructions is staggeringly well-thought-out, bejeweled…
Diane Sherlock: The Last Book I Loved, Nice Work
Nice Work is a very funny book. I love it that author David Lodge allows me, as reader, to relax and have fun. Having just finished writing a comic novel,…
FUNNY WOMEN #37: Taking the Tea Party to the Bedroom
Why do people think being a Tea Party Patriot means missing out on all the fun when it comes to sex?
Andrew Winer
Andrew Winer will be one of tonight’s readers at The Monthly Rumpus, along with M.G. Martin, Pam Houston, Chris Colin, and Kristen Tracy! With Comedy by Emily Heller and music…
Ted Wilson Reviews the World #60
MY EX PET TURTLE ★★★★★ (1 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing my ex pet turtle.
David Cotrone: The Last Book I Loved, The Disappointment Artist
“But that kid who still can’t decide which of the two futuristic epics to let win the struggle for his mortal soul, the kid who left the question hanging, the…
Nancy Lili Gonzalez: The Last Book of Poetry I Loved, The Network
Jena Osman’s The Network is the best freaking thing I’ve read all year! Talk about brain arousal, wow. It’s unlike anything I’ve ever read before. It gave me nightmares the…
The Last Book I Loved: What Was She Thinking?
I don’t usually see the movie and then read the book, but after reading Zoe Heller’s incredible character work in The Believers I had to read What Was She Thinking?,…
Sarah Simpson: The Last Book I Loved, Something is out there.
Green is the dominant color on the jacket of Richard Bausch’s latest short story collection. A red-headed woman (or girl; it’s hard to tell which) stands in the foreground at…
The Last Book I Loved: I Love You More Than You Know
I moved to New York City in July. I was unemployed, rejected from graduate school, and had $6.29 in my bank account. It seemed logical. I’d spent the last year…