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SEX BOOK THROWDOWN #2: Porn Takes It on the Chin
Today’s book battle pits Andrea Dworkin’s Pornography: Men Possessing Women against Nadine Strossen’s Defending Pornography:
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Listening to Leo London
If you took the love child of Dylan and Patti Smith, conceived under a full moon with Waits howling somewhere out of sight, and raised him to twenty-four in a dark cathedral with only a guitar and drum set and…
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Ted Wilson Reviews the World #38
THINGS FOUND UNDER MY COUCH CUSHIONS ★★★★★ (4 out of 5) Hello, and welcome to my week-by-week review of everything in the world. Today I am reviewing things found under my couch cushions.
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Emotional Creatures: Excess, Restraint and Deliverance in Antichrist
Lars von Trier’s films are effective primarily because he is not afraid of creating complex female characters.
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The House on Salt Hay Road
With a hurricane and a world war on the horizon, Carin Clevidence’s debut novel examines a Long Island family’s attempts to stave off disintegration.
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A Life Spasming with Furious Longing
The Salt Ecstasies is really just a beautiful book of poetry, filled with blindingly fierce imagery and destructively skillful writing, but it’s most importantly an honest book, its poems written straight from White’s heart and from his gut, teaching the…
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Sideshow Seduction: The Rumpus Interview with Heather Holliday
Heather Holliday was the youngest sword swallower in the world when she first began performing at Coney Island’s Sideshow by the Seashore. Before her act, where she ingests two feet of steel with the grace of a ballerina, the host…
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A FAN’S NOTES, The Rumpus Sports Column #25: The Angelic Name
In 1994, David Foster Wallace published an essay about the difficult-to-pin-down pleasure of watching great athletes during their most intense moments of competition. The essay, “How Tracy Austin Broke My Heart,” looks simple on the surface: it is “unaccompanied,” by…
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The Duke of Discomfort
David Means’s fictional worlds are ominous, pre-apocalyptic, the hiss after a match is struck but before it ignites.
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DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #38: Romantic Love Is Not a Competitive Sport
Some of those women your boyfriend used to fuck have nicer asses than you.
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A MODERN READER #2: And That’s It, More or Less
When I was in college, I had a crush on Ugly Duckling Presse the way 17 year-olds in 1958 had a crush on Jack Kerouac.