LEE & ELAINE
By Ann Rower
Introduction by Jessica Ferri
Maybe it was the car, the dangerous thrill of driving around, fast. I’m from the suburbs. I love driving, especially a red car, even a rental. Nothing is really mine. Maybe that’s what I love. Is that sick? I skidded a little, taking a turn too quick, looking at the water not the road. I knew the roads weren’t that safe. There had been many famous accidents out here. I almost did a Jackson—Jackson Pollock’s drunk car tree Saturday night death on this same road. But I was struggling to eat a muffin, not slugging from a pint like he must have been, while juggling his scared girlfriend and her terrified friend.
Separating from her long-term partner Jack and beginning a passionate affair with a much younger female student, the narrator of Lee & Elaine takes time off to write. Leaving Manhattan for an off-season Springs, East Hampton, rental and haunting the Green River Cemetery where artistic giants of the mid-twentieth century are buried, she becomes obsessed with the lives and friendship of Lee Krasner and Elaine de Kooning, who were both artists and the wives of famous men. They were always so peripheral, she writes. Suddenly I wanted to find out about these women. Find them, period.
First published by Serpent’s Tail’s in 2002, the novel was republished as an ebook in 2013 by Emily Books. Written with Rower’s trademark louche and brilliant, mouthy, and deceptively casual style, it remains a forgotten classic of the turn of the millennium. With piercing and hilarious straightforwardness, the narrator turns the process of unearthing art-world gossip and tearing down her own life’s substructure into a searching and original examination of sexuality and friendship, art and ambition.
“Lee (Krasner) and Elaine (de Kooning) are caught being hot for each other in the afterlife in prose that turns like the daily news if it were happily full of bondage, art history, and female sexual nature getting off in the most lurid and dirty of all places: midlife.”
—Eileen Myles
“I know no other voice as full of surprises and unexpected, startling insights, championship chess moves disguised as digressions, as Ann Rower’s. Her sleight-of-hand modesty, the deadpan tone, is the highest form of aesthetic cunning. She isn’t only a born storyteller, though she is that. She’s a born truth teller, too: a much rarer bird, especially these days.”
—Gary Indiana
Paperback, 280 pp.
Forthcoming Feb. 24, 2026