![]() ![]() And while Irby jests on the video call that her work is “not meant to be studied,” there’s much to learn from an essay writer who creates literary currency out of commiseration and coping. Her laugh is contagious, and much like her writing, you can’t help but smile when witness to it. Then, Irby walks me through her list-like explanations, interspersing anecdotes that make my face hurt from giggling. I prompt her on the varying subject matter she explores in Quietly Hostile-like creating a television pilot, the first day of lockdown, getting stoned, and receiving death threats after writing on HBO’s And Just Like That. Speaking with Irby from her home in Kalamazoo, Michigan is not unlike reading her prose. ![]() ![]() “I had to do a poop test,” Irby says, and I’m charmed. “You know I can relate,” she says, unspooling a story of contracting E.coli last year, which facilitated projectile vomiting and a trip to the ER. Given that the New York Times bestselling author writes at length about unpredictable bowel movements in her delightful fourth essay collection, Quietly Hostile, I’m comfortable telling her that at any moment, I may excuse myself from the interview to use the restroom. It's Time to Unlearn Everything You Know About Sex. ![]()
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