I’m not sure what I was expecting when I signed up for Esquire’s “The Books Blog,” but it wasn’t this.
The Guardian, ever faithful to their top ten lists, compiled one for “literary virgins.” Not characters that never did it, but the people who created them.
The list takes some liberties, but it’s a good, gossipy read. The people you’d expect to be there are there, but there are some conspicuous absences. Or maybe Joyce Carol Oates is actually getting some action.
Hmmm, that might be it. Except probably not, because her husband of 45 years just died. Morons.
UPDATE: The last sentence has been removed from the post. No apologies or explanations given by the post’s author, or by Esquire.