Perhaps you’ve already raced through Amy Sohn’s Prospect Park West in three sittings at the Barnes & Noble on Seventh Avenue. (And if you haven’t read it, what are you waiting for? If the answer is, “an extra $16.50” put a copy on hold at the library here.) Or maybe you saw the recent New York Times’ piece, which reported that part of her book is based on a couple of swingers who actually posted on the Park Slope Parents listserv a couple of years back looking for willing couples to romp with. Funny because, who would volunteer to sleep with the mother superiors and candy-ass dads who populate the PSP message boards? (We paid our $25 to join so leave us alone.) Isn’t there, like, a Swedish frisbee club you could hit up? Where do swingers find each other these days, now that Plato’s Retreat is a distant memory of a pre-AIDS era? Burning questions, all. In the mean time, here’s a reprint of the original swingers’ posts, courtesy of PSP, followed by a couple of choice comments. Read the rest of this entry »
Prospect Park West author in touch with her inner cheapskate
Amy Sohn.
By now you’ve heard all about Amy Sohn’s devil-wears-mom-jeans satire Prospect Park West, which is kicking up controversy among the Connecticut Muffin crowd. Tonight the author braves the flying organic heirlooms with a reading tonight at Cobble Hill’s Book Court, where all of our favorite writers seem to be turning up these days. (Holla Anna Jane Grossman next Monday!). We asked Amy for her favorite local bargains, not because they have much to do with her novel, whose characters seem rather more status-obsessed than their creator, but because… that’s what we do. Read the rest of this entry »
The Park Slope swinger emails revealed!
Perhaps you’ve already raced through Amy Sohn’s Prospect Park West in three sittings at the Barnes & Noble on Seventh Avenue. (And if you haven’t read it, what are you waiting for? If the answer is, “an extra $16.50” put a copy on hold at the library here.) Or maybe you saw the recent New York Times’ piece, which reported that part of her book is based on a couple of swingers who actually posted on the Park Slope Parents listserv a couple of years back looking for willing couples to romp with. Funny because, who would volunteer to sleep with the mother superiors and candy-ass dads who populate the PSP message boards? (We paid our $25 to join so leave us alone.) Isn’t there, like, a Swedish frisbee club you could hit up? Where do swingers find each other these days, now that Plato’s Retreat is a distant memory of a pre-AIDS era? Burning questions, all. In the mean time, here’s a reprint of the original swingers’ posts, courtesy of PSP, followed by a couple of choice comments. Read the rest of this entry »
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