Print: 2/23/2004; Red Dress Ink; 296 pgs. eBook: 6/15/2012; Red Dress Ink; 296 pgs. Audio: Not available
SUMMARY / EVALUATION:
I watched the movie “Carrie Pilby” and noticed it was based on a book. So I looked up the details and found that, although I had to put a hold on the Pilby book, I could check out the eBook of the author’s 2nd publication—this one.
I don’t always get through eBooks very quickly but this one was engaging enough to only have to check it out twice to finish it.
This is a story about a 29 year-old widow, dealing with loss, and having to carry on despite it.
I liked the main characters, and found the other characters real enough. I liked the realism of friendships that don’t perfectly sync with one’s own personality, but are still satisfying and enduring. I liked that, while the main character was depressed, she still had an inner strength that buoyed her along. I particularly liked the acceptance and understanding she had to extend to the foibles of her friends.
AUTHOR:
Caren Lissner 2/13/1973: Ahhh, Caren is an Aquarius. This syncs well with her ability to write about the dedication to friends despite a sense of miss-match. Aquarians are all about friendships, so a good Aquarian understands the wisdom of acceptance, compassion and devotion in friendships as well as intimate relations.
According to Amazon, Caren is “A University of Pennsylvania graduate with a B.A. in English, she published both serious and humorous pieces in the New York Times, Philadelphia Inquirer, McSweeney's, and Weatherwise Magazine.”
GENRES / SUBJECTS:
Romance / young widowhood, friendships, support groups, dating, love, intimate relationships
LOCATIONS: New York, Boston
SAMPLE QUOTATION:
From Chapter 1:
“It is that bad,” Hallie said to Gert. “You have no idea what it’s like out there.”
Gert looked up at Erika, who was strap-hanging. They weren’t really straps, though. They were metal triangular things. When was the last time they were straps, Gert wondered.
She’s triangle-hanging, Gert thought to herself.
She’d have said it aloud if Marc were there. He liked corny observations.
Then she felt bad. It was impossible not to think of him in relation to everything. She’d done it for eight years of her life.
“Let me ask you a question,” Hallie said to her.
“Fine,” Gert said. “Ask me a question.”
“You were married to Marc for five years, and you dated him for three before that. In those eight years, did you come across even one other man who, had you been single, you would have considered dating?”
Gert shrugged. “I wasn’t thinking like that,” she said, “because I was with Marc.”
RATING:
I’m giving this four stars for being engaging and inspiring.