Melissa Broder’s The Pisces: The Fisherman and His Soul It Is Not

At the core of Melissa Broder’s still all too scant body of work (primarily the essay collection, So Sad Today) is a constant obsession with the human need to fill holes. Whether that translates to a woman literally filling her vag hole with as many dicks as possible or, well, no, that’s really Lucy’s–the “protagonist” of The Pisces–only bread and butter, her sole means toward … Continue reading Melissa Broder’s The Pisces: The Fisherman and His Soul It Is Not

Trying to “Fill Her Holes,” Melissa Broder Fine-Tunes A Marie Calloway Genre With So Sad Today

Melissa Broder is all about filling her holes. It’s meant to sound less perverse than it does, though one imagines Broder’s sense of humor could appreciate the sexual connotation as well. One can barely get through a ten-page block of her essay collection So Sad Today (named for the Twitter account that inspired it) without the mention of hole filling. And, by whatever means necessary–sex, … Continue reading Trying to “Fill Her Holes,” Melissa Broder Fine-Tunes A Marie Calloway Genre With So Sad Today