“Everywhere I go I’m asked if I think the university stifles writers. My opinion is that they don’t stifle enough of them. There’s many a best-seller that could have been prevented by a good teacher.” – Flannery O’Conner
Women Who Love Books Too Much, Bibliophiles, Bluestockings & prolific Pens from the Algonquin Hotel to the Ya-Ya Sisterhood; by Brenda Knight, forward by Viki Leon (of the Uppity Women series) Conari Press, 2000. 1-57324-024-9. 274pp.
Now, I’m not one for reading women authors out of solidarity, I mean if a woman can write that’s great, if she can’t well she should hang up her pen and stop banking that the chick-lit fad will last forever. But this little handy dandy tome, just the right size to fit on the back of a toilet tank, does an exemplary job of dredging up authors and anecdotes, both obscure and famous, whose singular trait is their lack of penis. I will admit, I was nicely surprised when I got this edition, that there were more authors in this book that i HADN’T heard of than had. (hmm that sentence doesn’t lay right, whatever.) I am pointing out this nice little volume, because the publisher has since reissued it:
Wild Women And Books: Bibliophiles, Bluestockings, & Prolific Pens from Aphra Ben to Zora Neale Hurston and From Anne Rice To the Ya-Ya Sisterhood by Brenda Knight, updated from its original version with a new introduction by Ntozake Shange Conari Press, 2006. ISBN 1573242713, 288pp.
Hell they did more than that, they dressed it up and took it to a masquerade ball. Conari retitled it to cross merchandize it with their better selling “Wild Women” series. But they DID have the good sense to add more text- but perhaps not enough to justify the double dip. I recommend buying the 1st edition, which can be found for well under a buck and then if you like that one, upgrade. It works out just fine if you have 2 loos in the house.