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Tara Henley on Emily Witt's Future Sex

Fifteen years ago, I was a young music critic spending time in New York, discovering that a number of men in the industry wanted to have sex with me.  I figured this out because they said things like "I want to have sex with you". . . .

~ Tara Henley, from the opening lines of her review of Future Sex by Emily Witt, which I read this morning in the print edition of LARB.

Wouldn't that zinger quote above make for an awesome opening salvo of lines for a novel?

Tara Henley (in case you did not click on the link I provided with her name above, shame on you!) is also the producer of the radio documentary 39, which she's described as being "about staring down 40, and being single and childless and baffled by my life."  And she's not alone in her experience, because there are now more single than married women alive in the United States right now for the first time in history.

Emily Witt, beyond having recently published her first book Future Sex (as if that w…

William T. Vollmann ephemera from his publisher for the The Rifles

The Rifles was the ninth book William T. Vollmann published when it came out in 1994; an impressive literary output for the then thirty-four year old, who even this early on in his career was clearly more ambitious and driven to write than probably all of his contemporaries combined.  The Rifles was Vollmann's sixth novel; the third he'd so far published in hisSeven Dreams: A Book of North American Landscapes series, though (not to confuse anyone) The Rifles was, in fact, identified as Volume Six on the front cover of the U.S. first edition.  He was merely publishing this installment of his seven novel series (as he has done for most of the novels so far published in the series) out of sequence.  In pulling The Rifles off the shelf the other day and opening the book, out fell some pre-publication promotional sheets from Vollmann's publisher that I'd completely forgotten about, and found them interesting to reread.  Thought I'd share them; why not?  One simply canno…