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I was recently in a room with a group of writers, and the talk turned to James M. Cain. There were, I recall, five writers there, each of us about to teach a graduate writing workshop. The four others ? perhaps only incidentally? ? all were women, a mix of novelists, biographers, essayists, and poets (some multiply accomplished). I mentioned
this essay, as something I was working on. The others instantly laughed, but not as though I had made a joke, or confessed a stupid action. This was the laughter of a shared secret. Everyone in that room, it turned out, was rereading, or had just reread Cain.
Read the Complete Introduction by Robert Polito