We finally remembered to have Book Club for the first time in a year

An autistic girl falls in love with her prostitute

A tree grows in brooklyn meets angela’s ashes meets alzheimer's

White male “star blogger” suggests enjoying life problems instead

Nine acid trips, trapped in a room with an unlocked door

Building houses with nothing but straw bales and plaster

One of the original feminists, italian, aged now, shouting back,

“All work a wife does is a kind of sex work!”

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And happily reunited with Offill after two years:

"My plan was to never get married. I was going

to be an art monster instead. Women almost

never become art monsters because art

monsters only concern themselves with art, never

mundane things. Nabokov didn't even fold

his own umbrella. Vera licked his stamps for him."