Molly McGhee in LitHub talking about ‘dick lit’, including Wallace, Vonnegut, and Zadie Smith (trust me, it works):

In these two years guns were held in my face, hands were wrapped around my throat, and two separate men broke the windows of my house in an attempt get in: one of them to see my mother, and one of them to see me.

These are just the things I feel comfortable telling you about.

This is quickly turning into a Molly McGhee fansite, and I haven’t read her book yet.