![]() We ended up in the Groucho Club, where she draped herself over various men, magazine editors. A lot of things were not good enough for her. She picked at her food in a restaurant in Soho that was somehow not good enough. She demanded to meet certain people: writers including Martin Amis, Julie Burchill and Will Self were on her list. She came to London to promote Prozac Nation, the memoir that would make her famous, the best book she wrote, which was about the “United States of Depression”. Sometimes, though, when a woman says “I am impossible,” you should believe her.Įlizabeth Wurtzel was impossible. It’s like saying, “Oh, this old thing?” when someone compliments you on a frock you have spent a long time thinking about and even more time saving for. ![]() S ometimes when a woman says “I am impossible”, it’s just classic, sappy, feminine self-deprecation. ![]()
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