Such as Greta herself, hiding in a closet, surrounded by mink coats. Perhaps because Big Swiss was so deadpan, and because Greta couldn’t see her face, her voice conjured a bunch of random crap. Greta knew her by her initials (FEW), her date of birth (5-23-90), her client ID (233), and her voice, which was low and loud and a little sad. She’d seen pictures, though, and it didn’t look like a real place. Nor had she ever traveled to Switzerland. Her beauty was like Switzerland itself-stunning, but sterile-and her Teutonic stoicism made the people around her seem like emotional libertines or, to use a more psychiatric term, total fucking basket cases.īut most of this was pure speculation on Greta’s part-she’d never actually met Big Swiss in person and probably never would. She turned heads wherever she went, including the heads of infants and dogs. She had a gap between her two front teeth, but none of the easy charm that usually came with it, and her pale blue eyes were of the penetrating, cult-leader variety. Her blond hair was as fine as dandelion dander and looked like it might fly off her head in a stiff breeze. Greta called her Big Swiss because she was tall and from Switzerland, and often dressed from top to toe in white, the color of surrender. “A fantastic, weird-as-hell, super funny novel” ( Bustle), Big Swiss is both a love story and a deft examination of infidelity, mental health, sexual stereotypes, and more-from an amazingly talented, singular voice in contemporary fiction. Her attraction to Big Swiss overrides her guilt, and she’ll do anything to sustain the relationship… While Big Swiss is unaware Greta has eavesdropped on her most intimate exchanges, Greta has never been more herself with anyone. One day, Greta recognizes Big Swiss’s voice in town and they quickly become enmeshed. She becomes infatuated with his newest client, a repressed married woman she affectionately refers to as Big Swiss.

Greta spends her days transcribing therapy sessions for a sex coach who calls himself Om. The house is unrenovated, uninsulated, and full of bees. Greta lives with her friend Sabine in an ancient Dutch farmhouse in Hudson, New York. “One of the funniest books of the last few years” ( Los Angeles Times) about a sex therapist’s transcriptionist and her affair with one of the patients. “Wild…hilarious…so good.” - Cosmopolitan, Best Books of the Year * “A laugh-out-loud bad romance for Gen Xers and an ode to misfits who just want to belong.” - Oprah Daily * “Always interesting…too fun to stop.” - Vanity Fair

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