Recently I asked Maum about what she was reading. Her reply:
I appear to have a real thing for books by female authors whose protagonists are failed (or failing art students) with dead (or dying) fathers and supercharged (and non-discriminatory) libidos. Just today I finished All Grown Up, the latest novel by Jami Attenberg, which checks all these boxes. Other favorites in this vein are The Bed Moved by Rebecca Schiff and Paulina and Fran by Rachel B. Glaser. Dead dads aren’t present in all of these, but Amie Barrodale’s collection You Are Having a Good Time and Tama Janowitz’s Slaves of New York have dating foibles a go-go, as does Katherine Heiny’s collection, Single Carefree Mellow, in which most of the protagonists are single and carefree and none of them are mellow.Visit Courtney Maum's website.
This summer, I will continue to seek out smart girls gone neurotic: I can’t wait to read Deb Olin Unferth’s new collection, Wait Till You See Me Dance, Otessa Moshfegh’s Homesick For Another World, and I’m going to tackle people to get my hands on Alissa Nutting’s Made for Love. Edan Lepucki’s latest, Woman No. 17 has a dysfunctional artist in it I’m sure I’ll love, and I’m waiting until I’m on book tour to pick up a copy of Gail Honeyman’s Eleanor Oliphant is Completely Fine because there aren’t any bookstores close to where I live—that’s one of the many perks of going on tour: I’ll be in independent bookstores all the time!
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