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Mary Pauline Lowry is the author of Last Night Was Killer (Morrow, July 7, 2026), a comedic murder mystery set in the world of amateur pole dancing. She's also the author of two previous novels, The Roxy Letters and Wildfire. Her work has appeared the New York Times, the New York Times Magazine, O Magazine, and The Millions. She gushes about art and pop culture on her Substack, Make It Funny. Her hottest take is that comedy is the most essential art form.
Handsell readers your book in 25 words or less:
A single mother finds a corpse in her trunk and is launched on a Big Lebowski-like criminal adventure involving amateur pole dancing, snowmobiles, and hand grenades.
That's 26 words, but I've always been long-winded.
On your nightstand now:
I'm rereading Fundamentally by Nussaibah Younis, which is about a heartbroken academic who takes a U.N. job in Iraq running a program deradicalizing ISIS brides. I'm trying to understand how Younis writes about such serious material in a way that feels both respectful and hilarious.
Favorite book when you were a child:
Eloise by Kay Thompson, illustrated by Hilary Knight. I loved the idea of Eloise slouching around the Plaza Hotel pretending to be an orphan in order to get free food handouts. I credit this book for making me love New York City long before I'd ever actually been there.
Your top five authors:
This is the most impossible question! How could anyone narrow it down to only five? Here is a sample of five authors who at one moment in time have each been my favorite author: Toni Morrison, Mick Herron, Nina Stibbe, Gabriel García Márquez, Francesca Lia Block.
Book you've faked reading:
Once upon a time, a long time ago, I pretended to a hipster boy in skinny jeans and thick glasses that I had read Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace.
Book you're an evangelist for:
On the sentence level, Ariel Delgado Dixon writes like literary greats Rachel Kushner and Jennifer Egan. But her novel Sourland, about two rivals battling for control of an illegal weed farm in Humboldt County, also has the tight pacing of a thriller. Come for sentences so sharp and gorgeous they could cut a diamond. Stay for the grit, jealousy, threesomes, cars being set on fire, and characters being stuffed into barrels.
Book you've bought for the cover:
Tehrangeles by Porochista Khakpour has the most delightful cover: a bejeweled, sunglasses-wearing cat, a bunch of roses, a gold background, and pink-and-red lettering that blasts off the page.
Book you hid from your parents:
My parents always let me read anything I could get my hands on. I'll never regret all the smutty Judith Krantz novels I gobbled up when I was way too young. But I wish they'd taken Helter Skelter by Vincent Bugliosi away from me. I read it in the fifth grade and was terrified for years that Charles Manson was hiding in my bathroom cupboard.
Book that changed your life:
My sister and I read Finlay Donovan Is Killing It by Elle Cosimano at the same time, and we texted about it nonstop, delighted by the antics of Finlay and Vero. I immediately began a deep dive into the history of comedic murder mysteries written by women, starting with Craig Rice in the 1940s. And then I wrote my own: Last Night Was Killer.
Favorite line from a book:
My favorite line from a book is the opening to Weetzie Bat by Francesca Lia Block. "The reason Weetzie Bat hated high school was because no one understood." The first chapter of that novel blew my heart open when I was 13 years old, made me feel understood. Like Weetzie, I lived in an amazing city (Austin, Tex.!) whose counterculture I explored and appreciated in a way my fellow high schoolers often didn't seem to get. Block is a legend and continues to write books I'm obsessed with!
Five books you'll never part with:
The Bullet Swallower by Elizabeth Gonzalez James is a magical-realism western inspired by the author's actual great-great grandfather, a Mexican bandit who survived being shot in the face by a Texas Ranger. I first read James when I was an editor at the Idaho Review and her short story "Children of a Careless God" landed in my submission pile. It was about a bunch of cats having an existential battle about whether or not to eat their owner, who'd died unexpectedly, leaving them trapped and without food in her apartment. I was thrilled we were able to publish it, and I've been a super fan of her work ever since! The Bullet Swallower is singular, buoyant, thrilling, and reimagines the western in a much-needed way.
I first read Denis Johnson's Jesus' Son when I was his student in a graduate literature class at the University of Texas. He and his wife, Cindy Lee, showed me what a dedication to a fun, friend-filled writing life looks like. I'll never part with the copy he signed for me.
My favorite Bridget Jones novel is Bridget Jones: Mad About the Boy by Helen Fielding. No matter how many times I read it, it always cheers me up. Worth it for the lice (aka nits) jokes alone.
Milkman by Anna Burns is long, experimental, strange, brilliant. The subject matter sounds somber: a young woman is stalked by an older man in an unnamed city in Northern Ireland during the Troubles. But it's actually funny, dark, and wonderful.
I've read Wounds of Passion: A Writing Life by bell hooks so many times my copy is annotated to bits and nearly falling apart. When I was young and trying to find my way in love and as a writer, it acted as both guide and warning.
Book you most want to read again for the first time:
I am always so jealous when I give someone a copy of Mick Herron's Slow Horses, the first in his Slough House series about a group of screwup MI5 spies exiled to a dank corner of London and yearning to get back in the action. What I wouldn't give to go on that whole journey again, for the very first time.