This is a very unusual book. I am glad I read it, but not crazy about it. It has practically no plot and consists more of bits from the lives of the main character, her lover and her friends. There are many places in it where people say things or think things that are obviously meant to be significant, but I had no idea what the author was getting at; that was irritating.
On the plus side, the book is packed with insightful statements about how women feel, how they are different from men, and their misgivings as they face life over forty in American society. It also deserves credit for being one of the very few books written mainly in the present tense that I could tolerate reading.
On the plus side, the book is packed with insightful statements about how women feel, how they are different from men, and their misgivings as they face life over forty in American society. It also deserves credit for being one of the very few books written mainly in the present tense that I could tolerate reading.
