No real surprise here, but women read more fiction than men.

Related segue: a few months back, a couple friends and I celebrated the release of my friend Elizabeth's collaborative book This Is Not Chick-Lit at a semi-tony bistro. Our waiter saw the book on our table and asked what it was all about (I think a safe description is just "good fiction by women unyoked by marketing to marriage-happy single girls who like martinis and heels."). The waiter then examined the book and said two dumb things that I think in retrospect are pretty genius:

If a chick wrote it, how is it NOT chick-lit?

Francine Prose? That's got to be the worst pen name. It's so obviously fake.