"Other Women is a sharp toothed and uncomfortable exposition of recklessness brought about by love and a weakness for beauty. I devoured this hypnotically intimate and vivid portrait of a woman's anger and appetite, her vulnerability and eventual power, found myself rapt and refreshed by its continuous surprising candor. A valuable and wholly original addition to the canon of literary other women." - Megan Nolan, author of Acts of Desperation

“Obsessive, dark, visionary and brutal, Nicola Maye Goldberg’s Other Women is a singular, sensitive portrait of misplaced love in which every detail shines, both harrowing, and beautiful. From New York to Berlin and back again Goldberg guides readers on a journey into womanhood and self knowledge that skillfully subverts conventional coming of age narratives. The result in an unforgettable and wholly unique novel, one I’ll be returning to for years to come.” - Allie Rowbottom, author of Jello-Girls and Aesthetica

“A haunting, astute novel, Other Women fiercely observes desire, obsession, and the personal casualties that accompany falling in love with a bad man. Nicola Maye Goldberg’s writing is chilling in its perceptiveness, its vulnerability and stinging bite, which will stay with you long after you turn the last page.” - Mina Seckin, author of The Four Humors

“Nicola Maye Goldberg’s new book is a delicate, feminine bildungsroman that follows a young woman from New York City to Berlin and back again. The protagonist — nameless, sensitive, brilliant — wanders in a ghostly fashion through the city streets, reflecting on her life and the decisions she has made. Other Women is a brilliant little novel (little in physicality and length at 164 pages), brimming with obsession, vulnerability, and heartbreak. It is at once dark and bright — morbid without being turgid, specific without being pretentious.” - Sophie Browner, Los Angeles Review of Books

“Goldberg’s conception of the ‘Sick Girl’ is one of the most triumphant fuck-yous to the Sad Girl trope I’ve read in years … the whole book unfolds as a tiny, perfect, feminine horror story. But it’s in Goldberg’s talent for provoking visceral emotional responses with quiet, understated imagery that her horror aesthetic is most clear. Each page unfolds cinematically, like a new scene with something waiting to jump out. The lack of names gets to you: the reader is implicated and framed by both the unnamed narrator and the ‘you’ of her love interest. By the end, the reader is the monster and the last girl left alive both.” - Mikaella Clements, The Lifted Brow

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