The follow-up to Charlotte Roche's gazillion-selling Feuchtgebiete/Wetlands is on its way, and it's called Schoßgebete. Apparently it's about that "last great taboo: marital sex". I'm looking forward to it, although I'm not entirely sure marital sex is really a taboo subject. But whatever, no doubt Charlotte Roche will give it the bestselling funny treatment one would expect.
I'm fascinated by the dodgy pun of the title. It's a play on the words "Schoß" - lap, womb, even bosom in certain contexts - and "Stoßgebet" - a short, sudden prayer known in English as an ejaculation. I kid you not.
Anyway, die Zeit's literary lady Ursula März writes about all the marketing kerfuffle going on right now, with an initial print-run of half a million copies and a book trailer and a multitude of internet promotions and 200-packs of books for retailers. She also interviewed Roche's publisher Marcel Hartges a while back, which makes very entertaining reading. Lots of passive-aggressive dispute about what makes proper literature and whether it's a bad thing that people who don't normally read books read Charlotte Roche. The most bizarre bit is when Hartges compares Roche with Thomas Bernhard.
So roll on 15 August, is all I can say.