Wanna read a truly messed up little novel by someone who tends to be seen as charming and wry? Here you go. There was a moment about three chapters in where I was decidedly taken aback by the revelation of the opening sentence. I was both hooked and appalled (more or less, I find it hard to be appalled but this worked). Anyway, this is a story about a woman of about 30 (I will get to that) who gets on a plane from the […]
“And the material doesn’t stain,” the salesgirl says.
The Driver's Seat by Muriel Spark

