Two years ago I was in a seminar about feminist literature or something. I recall it being fairly entertaining. The syllabus was full of excruciating stuff - Radclyffe Hall... Annie-John - but the class itself was not torture.
According to this story, the professor, Sarah Bilston, has written a chick lit novel called Bed Rest.
I think I would prefer a novel called Red Beast.
I've been meaning to write a story about giant mollusks. Soon, soon.