Friday, March 25th, 2011

Katie Roiphe Better Look Out After School by the Bike Racks

I am so BORED with Katie Roiphe's "I like the sexist drunk writers" bullshit. She happily trashes my husband, but guess what bitch?Fri Mar 25 01:42:58 via TweetDeck

He not only writes rings and rings and rings around you, but the same rings around your drunken literary love objects.Fri Mar 25 01:43:27 via TweetDeck

If you say "Michael Chabon, Michael Chabon, Michael Chabon" in the mirror that is the Internet, Ayelet Waldman appears. With an axe. Katie Roiphe—whose first book, You're Actually Just a Whore: Raping Doesn't Happen at College, was so ridiculous that she should never have been published again—wrote this week about her mother's newest memoir, which sounds like a captivating racy tale of bed-hopping in 1960s literary New York, thought it's also an excuse for Roiphe to further her latest interests, the perceived virility or flaccidity of the male novelist. In related news, there was an n+1 party this week.

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C_Webb (#855)

As a single mother who often finds herself careering through the city in a cab late at night in a party dress, I was naturally curious about this period of my mother’s life when she was a single mother careering through the city in a cab late at night in a party dress. But she wasn’t willing to talk about it. By the time I was born, she had reinvented herself as a doctor’s wife living in a brownstone off Park Avenue, and there were four children, two cats, two dogs, summers in Nantucket and no trace of the wildness and searching and unsettledness of her 20’s.

Since it's not possible to punch a paragraph, I guess I'll have to smack the author instead.

KarenUhOh (#19)

Please stick to long-form. That way I won't feel the slightest inclination to read you.

dntsqzthchrmn (#2,893)

60 results for "I yell it" waldman

Backslider (#819)

Kinda nice to see a lady stand up for her man.

katiebakes (#32)


Smitros (#5,315)

There's a reason nobody sells tickets to literary feuds.

No one cares.

Miles Klee (#3,657)

Oh snap.

boyofdestiny (#1,243)

I see what you did there.

Mr. B (#10,093)

I just want to observe that the writers she says her husband "writes rings and circles around" are Saul Bellow, Philip Roth, John Updike, etc. I mean, I enjoyed "Kavalier & Klay" as much as the next overenthusiastic 22-year-old boy, but, damn.

Also, the way she gets all catty over any perceived slight to Her Man kind of supports Katie Roiphe's thesis.

dntsqzthchrmn (#2,893)

With respect to the right-place-right-time sample set you mention, she is correct.

Moff (#28)

Art! If winning weren't the point, why would we even have it in America?

dntsqzthchrmn (#2,893)

Who says we do?

Louis Fyne (#2,066)

“Do you remember a fragrance girls acquire in autumn? As you walk beside them after school, they tighten their arms about their books and bend their heads forward to give a more flattering attention to your words, and in the little intimate area thus formed, carved into the clear air by an implicit crescent, there is a complex fragrance woven of tobacco, powder, lipstick, rinsed hair, and that perhaps imaginary and certainly elusive scent that wool, whether in the lapels of a jacket or the nap of a sweater, seems to yield when the cloudless fall sky like the blue bell of a vacuum lifts toward itself the glad exhalations of all things. This fragrance, so faint and flirtatious on those afternoon walks through the dry leaves, would be banked a thousandfold on the dark slope of the stadium when, Friday nights, we played football in the city” — John Updike

Your move, Chabon.

dntsqzthchrmn (#2,893)

See, from where I'm sitting that Updike passage looks like a safety — "a fragrance girls acquire in autumn" the fuck? Dude's a sniffer?

Moff (#28)

@dntsqz: I guess someone's not been watching Shark Tank.

dntsqzthchrmn (#2,893)

@Moff: Commenting! If winning weren't the point…

Moff (#28)

@dntsqz: I think of this as a collaborative tapestry.

Moff (#28)

(Or a mural of Chicano leaders.)

dntsqzthchrmn (#2,893)

Yes, or the cocktail party that got much smaller, grew feathers, and survived the mass extinction.

keisertroll (#1,117)

I don't know about this Updike dude, but Chabon introduced to me the possibilities of cooking oil as lube.

Point, Chabon.

Moff (#28)

I always wish Katie Roiphe had been Choire's mom, because then he would be "Choire Roiphe," and everyone who read that would be like, "I give up."

Screen Name (#2,416)

This might be good news for my languishing novel, "Thepenisaurus," a ribald tale of one naked and unconflicted man's attempt to fuck them all. I wrote it while drunk. This, too.

Aatom (#74)

A wise man once advised me not to write while drunk. I suspect he had been drinking at the time, however, so I'm not sure I should trust his advice.

MollyculeTheory (#4,519)

Fittingly, my mom's autobiography could probably consist of the sentence I stayed awake the night before I was to be married, reading John Updike.

MichelleDean (#7,041)

My response to this particular manuscript with its particular unburied secrets, though, is to act as if I am a scholar, and someone has handed me a riveting historical account of early ’60s literary New York. My mind immediately runs toward a cultural analysis of the women of the period, or changing attitudes toward the artist, in a way that conveniently obscures the fact that the woman draped across the couch at the Paris Review party is my mother.

I kind of want Gabe of Videogum to do a close reading of this entire thing, because this is dangerously close to a bookish version of GOOP.

C_Webb (#855)


e-lysium (#10,476)

I'd like to root against both sides, please.

Jim Demintia (#1,815)

Amen. Except that I might like to read that 'Thepenisaurus' thing.

I know we were all Team DFW in the last round, so I feel especially guilty to have enjoyed the concluding apposition "the perceived virility or flaccidity of the male novelist. In related news, there was an n+1 party this week" as much as I did.

dntsqzthchrmn (#2,893)

Every time you feel guilty about laughing at n+1 a kitten dies.

Tulletilsynet (#333)

But every time an adult takes n+1 seriously, a sheep gives birth to a puppy.

dntsqzthchrmn (#2,893)

@tull: Explaining the LRB's interest in n+1.

Tulletilsynet (#333)

@MrWhipple: The relevant thing to explain is why those guys write so much better shit when writing for the LRB than when writing for each other. Not the hardest thing to explain, necessarily, but the relevant thing.

sigerson (#179)

I find it incredibly depressing that these women are arguing over some man. Waldman sounds like an insecure bitch and Roiphe is so unctuously judgmental it sickens me. How pathetic is it to start a literary feud over a man when both could be writing their own shit?

MaryHaines (#3,666)

No, no, she's not insecure and bitchy, she's bored, didn't you read? This is like so beneath her and her talented husband and their mutual emotional security that she can hardly be bothered to curse about it on Twitter. I mean that's totally how I read it.

The darkest places in hell are reserved for those who participated in publishing Katie Roiphe's first book.

caw_caw (#5,641)

Take a drink every time you find your mind wandering back to this little mental landmine this weekend:

"People are reading GOOP closely enough to make literary comparisons."

Asa Hawks (#5,190)

I want to punch everyone involved. Is that the right reaction?

Tulletilsynet (#333)

Violence doesn't solve anything. What solves everything is a wonderful takedown interview that just lets the awful people talk their heads off until their headlessness is no longer in doubt. I am talking about Francesca Mari's Observer profile of les Roiphes, which ends this way:

"But who cares whose puke it was. There was puke! At a literary party on a Wednesday night! Katie is living the literary life—one not so dissimilar from her mother's."

hockeymom (#143)

I just read the Katie Roiphe article about her mother's new book.
I came away thinking "If she has all these questions about her mother, why doesn't she just ASK her?"

But I guess then she wouldn't be able to write the article for the Times.

And the picture of the two women….the expressions on their faces say it all. I would only want to hang out with one of them (and it ain't the one dripping with ennui).

thinktenk (#8,474)

I relish every time Katie Roiphe's on Slate's Audio Book Club podcast so I can unequivocally hate everything she says. She tried to take down Cormac McCarthy and "The Road". Bitch.

JohnnyP (#10,616)

Is any person more nettlesome than Waldman? Does anyone think she would have been published if not for being married to Michael Chabon? As for Chabon, I'd love to know what connections resulted in "The Mysteries of Pittsburgh" getting published. There is no way it would ever have been picked up from the slush pile. I'm from Pittsburgh, yet I could never be proud of that novel. With Ms. Roiphe, we have here a troika of authors who never had to pay any dues before reaching the big time.

adamt (#11,210)

I know, I'm running years behind, but I just finished The Road and thought I'd listen to the Slate Book Club entry to tie up the experience. I was really surprised at how blatantly vile and juvenile Roiphe is in her critique. She is always unpleasant (and domineering) in the book club but WOW. Her input seems to be to be nothing more than flimsily-veiled jealously that the works in question are not her own. I see the value in having differing opinions in a book club, but I grow tired if listening to the other members get interrupted by Roiphie over and over again.

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