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Is That All He Thinks About? by Marla Taviano
I try to have a good marriage and/or parenting book going all the time to help me apply some intention to those facets of my life on a daily basis.
Recently, I finished Is That All He Thinks About? How to Enjoy Great Sex with Your Husband by Marla Taviano. In the book, 30-something Taviano presents a genuine, funny, and often self-directed appeal for married women to mindfully invest in their sexual relationships with their husbands. She addresses the disconnect women often experience in the levels of their sexual interest before and after marriage. Commiserating with her readers, Marla acknowledges how "real life"--bills, in-laws, kids--can suck the magic out of the room, in a sense. However, she calls upon the heavy-hitting advice of mature relationship experts (Dr. Laura Schlessinger, Shaunti Feldhahn, Tim and Beverly LaHaye, and Kevin Leman, among others) and urges women to explore the selfish roots and corrosive effects of being chronically sexually unavailable in marriage.
The book offers pull-no-punches advice in a self-deprecating, girlfriendy style. I imagine Taviano's jolly candor will help young brides, in particular, swallow the book's sobering--albeit encouraging--message. For instance, in a chapter on battling negative body image, she admits to regularly checking out other women's boobs. Now, see, I appreciate that kind of forthrightness in a girlfriend/writer (Deep down in my delusional, book-crazed heart, I consider writers I like to actually be my girlfriends. In my mind, Kelly Corrigan and I are besties. Totally. Basically twins. If we ever met, we'd probably wear matching outfits on purpose). Marla even includes a "body image quiz" which gave me a little thrill. I've always liked a good quiz.
Instead of presenting herself as some kind of relational wunderkind (she is in her early thirties, after all), Marla pulls from her recent and ongoing struggle to build a satisfying, sparkly relationship with her husband and includes plenty of seasoned advice from other experts. I'd recommend the book to engaged girls or newlyweds, for sure. I'll be adding it to the long list of required reading for my girls before they get married. To the men their father and I have selected. Just kidding. Kind of.
Q for you: What is your favorite parenting/marriage/relationship book? Comment below for a chance to win a copy of Marla Taviano's Is That All He Thinks About? How to Enjoy Great Sex with Your Husband.
News and Questions
Reading Rushdie (chronic-Booker-winning-fool that he is) has got me musing about blog tours. I've spent the past nine years gestating, nursing, potty-training, and homeschooling. I missed out on a significant number of Booker winners, Pulitzer winners, deliciously cheesy chick lit (I heart cheese...), and everything in-between during the past decade, and I'd like to catch up. Essentially, people could totally stop writing books for the rest of my life and I'd still never read everything I want to read. While I love writers and want to support new and mid-list novelists, I don't necessarily want to spend my reading time building their PR campaigns. I like free books and I like getting hits on my blogs. However, I would rather use this blog to foster organic conversations about books we all love (like a real, 'live book group, if you will) than read a bunch of ARCs, unless I am already a rabid fan of the author (I love you unconditionally, Maeve Binchy. This does not, I repeat not, apply to you. Please send me your rough drafts. I'll say nothing but good things about them, I swear). I'd rather someone else read the ARCs, tell me which ones are fab, and then I'll buy or borrow a copy. And if I love it, I'll blog my little heart out about it.
My question for you is this: Do you participate in blog tours? Why or why not? How do blog tours benefit bloggers in ways I haven't considered?
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Don't Know Much About History. Wait. That's Not True.
Marci, Heidi, Maxine, and Shaynie agree The Story of the World is fab, and Aarti praised my choice to homeschool and is, therefore, clearly awesome.
Skyeltd likes James A. Michener.
I hit the jackpot with Michelle, who recommended Ken Follet’s The Pillars of the Earth and World Without End (Linda and librarypat agree with her). Michelle also liked Edward Rutherford’s London and Sarum. Also, she likes Bernard Cornwell (Maxine is nodding her head), Sharon Kay Penman (Lydia concurs), Jean Plaidy, Robin Maxwell, Tracy Chevalier (nomadreader and I agree—Everybody check out Chevalier!), Sarah Dunant, Sandra Gulland, Diane Haeger, Jeanne Kalogridis, Wilbur Smith, Michelle Moran, Colleen McCullough (mmm-hmmm), Mary Renault, Sigrid Undset, and Susan Vreeland.
Terra and Lisa both like Phillipa Gregory.
Phillip recommends Elizabeth Kostova’s The Historian.
ZEKE votes for Jean Auel's The Earth Children series.
Susan likes Jo Graham, author of Black Ships and Hands of Isis.
Maxine also liked Stephen R. Lawhead's Hood series.
Books on the Knob is working through Jeffry Hepple's Gone for a Soldier series.
Jacobsbeloved recommends Year of Wonders by Geraldine Brooks.
Linda also loved These Is My Words and The Star Garden by Nancy E. Turner.
Shaynie says it doesn’t get any better than Gloria Whelan.
Amy suggests we check out the Taj Mahal series by Indu Sundaresan.
Librarypat also recommends Elizabeth Chadwick.
MarthaE really liked Michael Shaara's Killer Angels.
Gwen agrees with everybody.
How fun is this?? I feel nervous, like I'll never have enough time to read everything I want to read. Thanks for playing, everybody!
The Story of the World
One of my primary homeschool goals was to repair my limping, hobbled sense of world history and to keep from passing on this intellectual gimpiness to my children. I knew I wanted to present history chronologically, looping through the "story of the world" three times between first grade and twelfth grade, with increasing depth and scholarship.
So I bought Susan Wise Bauer's The Story of the World series. Four textbooks presenting chronological history in a story format. I mean, yes it is for grade school children, and yes there are little cartoon drawings, and yes the reader is encouraged to image she is flying around the Roman Empire on a flying carpet, but these things not withstanding, the books are some of the most significant, life changing texts I've ever read.
I just completed The Middle Ages: The Fall of the Roman Empire to the Rise of the Renaissance. I am relieved to finally get organized in my mind about Augustine, Justinian, Theodora, Skandagupta, the Maori tribe, the ex-Barbarian king Clovis, Charlemagne, Eric the Red, the Battle of Hastings, the Samurai, El Cid, Richard the Lionhearted, the Diaspora, Genghis Khan, Marco Polo, Ivan the Great (and Ivan the Terrible), Henry V, the War of the Roses, the age of exploration, the Songhay Empire, the Moghul Dynasty, Tenochtitlan, Martin Luther, Henry VIII (and the little poem to keep the fates of his wives straight: Divorced, beheaded, died, divorced, beheaded, survived), the Council of Trent, Copernicus, Galileo, Elizabeth, Shakespeare, Walter Raleigh, and Jacques Cartier. To name a few.
The book is interesting, easy, and written with the intention to demystify history and "make it stick" in a student's mind. Imagine my utter delight when I made a sort of blind choice to read Salman Rushdie's The Enchantress of Florence, only to find that the protagonist is Akbar the Great of the Moghul Dynasty. What? I said to myself. Does Rushdie mean THE Akbar the Great, son of Humayan, grandson of Babur the Tiger, descendant of Genghis Khan? Akbar the philosopher-king, the just and fair ruler who, though Muslim himself, provided religious asylum for the Hindus of the empire?
Oh ho ho, yes. The self-same. Even his real-life advisor, Birbal, makes it into the book. I could pee my pants.
If you need to patch up some gaps in your history education, and would prefer a conversational, easy format with maximum results, I highly recommend The Story of the World series by Susan Wise Bauer. Get ready to dazzle your smart friends, spank the Trivial Pursuit competition, and enjoy brainy historical fiction on a new level.
Q for you: Who is your favorite historical fiction writer? Give me some names. I'm ready to branch out.
***UPDATE***
I'm getting so many good recommendations for historical fiction writers worth reading, that I'm going to compile a list in a post (and link all commenting bloggers, of course) so we can browse at our leisure. Check back in later tonight for the list!
Just Another Manic Monday

Over the weekend, many of you talked about the convenience of Nooks and Kindles in reading books with unfamiliar references/vocabulary. I don't have one, and I really want one.
Q for you: Do you have an e-Reader or are you committed to old-fashioned books? If I were to buy one, which one should I buy? Any advice?
Google While You Read
Do you have a favorite writer whose vocabulary, historical references, and/or use of foreign words require you to Google while you read?
March 13th Giveaway Winner!
We have a winner, folks
Books Revisited
Last week, we read Sarah, Plain and Tall by Patricia MacLachlan. I remember reading it by myself in elementary school, and feeling haunted by the spare, lonely language and the descriptions of the sea. I remembering feeling strange about Sarah--unconvinced that she could adequately fill in for Caleb and Anna's dead mother. Also, I wished she wasn't plain. I wanted her to be beautiful: A little more Robin Wright Penn circa The Princess Bride, a little less Glenn Close. Just keepin' it real. I kept re-writing her in my mind, softening her.
Reading it as an adult (and a mother), I was struck by Caleb's desperate grief and his willingness to metamorphose, to contort in order to snag a stand-in-mother's love. I suffered for Anna, whose love for her brother is laced with filigrees of hate and blame as his birth brought about their mother's death. I felt anxious for Sarah to be warmer, give the children more confidence, stop talking about missing the damn sea in front of them. Couldn't she see their sucked-in hope? However, I also noted the subtle desperation in Sarah's own situation. A newly married brother, and with his changed situation, the loss of her childhood home. I mused about how ill-suited she must have been for traditional marriages in her time, with her towering height, indomitable independence, and plainness. What she sees in "Papa's" marriage proposal is an opportunity to enter into a partnership, a context where her strength and mental tenacity will be assets instead of liabilities.
My five year old son, Jack, was particularly tuned in to this book. At the end, I asked him what he thought.
"The story made me think of the colors blue and gray. And I was full of 'missing-ish' feelings. I was happy that Sarah stayed, but I do not want a new mother for myself. It would've been a little more better if the kids had their real mom."
I knew just what he meant.
Question for you: What childhood books have you re-read as an adult, and how did your interpretations/emotions change upon later readings?
Lost Mission by Athol Dickson
Two hundred years prior, Franciscan friar, Fray Alejandro, burns with compassion for the indigenous people of Nueva Espana and throws his energy into founding the Mision de Santa Dolores in an effort to save their souls from damnation. However, his ardor cannot keep perversion of power and pestilence from undermining the mission.
As their disparate lives begin to tangle, these sojourners squint to see Providence at work, but hubris, dishonesty, violence, and bureaucracy (both in them and around them) obscure God’s face. When a centuries-old biological threat resurrects from a forgotten grave, the wealthy people of Blanco Beach and the impoverished community of Wilson City alike are left scrambling for refuge, for sanctuario.
Dickson is a masterful writer, weaving elements of magic realism and rich, religious symbolism through the narrative. He offers a sensitive, complex look at boundaries and barriers—both physical and metaphysical. The plot is twisty and engrossing, and the characters—particularly Lupe and Fray Alejandro—are fully imagined. One of my favorite elements of the book is Dickson’s mode of narration, with the presence of an omniscient third-person narrator who gently intrudes during transitional scenes to excuse or explain a character’s thinking or behavior, and to link preceding themes to upcoming ones. I almost wonder if Dickson chose this classic, and somewhat outmoded, point of view to rescue the story from the fate of so many Christian novels: preaching while pretending not to. For the most part during this book, I felt like I was listening to an opinionated old storyteller (like Gabriel Garcia Marquez, for instance), and I like that. I forgive an omniscient third-person narrator for telling me what to think, because for him to do so fits, stylistically. When spiritual or sociopolitical pedantry is attempted in other, more contemporary modes of narration, I want to fling the book super hard across the room.
I would recommend this book, though I’ll include this word of warning: if you start it, you better finish it, or you run the risk of getting all het up in the middle and missing the whole point. Kind of like I did with the movie Seven Pounds. Perfect for readers with interests in archaeology, mysticism, ancient relics, Catholicism, border crossing, love, hate, good, evil, water, fire…(Did I leave anyone out?) Happy reading!
Bloggirl, Interrupted
I have had to suspend my regular reading/reviewing pattern to fix some technical glitches in this blog and spend some time with my newborn niece, visiting from out of state. What? You absolutely must see her or you won't have any peace? Okay. Here she is (snuggled in the arms of my oldest daughter). Be back soon.
Just Another Manic Monday
Ah, well. At least Beverly gave me some blog awards, so that's always a nice way to start off the week. (She also has a great quote on the heading of her fab blog, so check it out).
Looks like I'm supposed to tell 10 things that make me happy (other than reading, of course) and pass on the award to 10 other bloggers.
- My smokin' hot husband.
- My adorable kids.
- Black coffee.
- Running.
- James Taylor.
- My sisters and my mom.
- Knitting.
- Maeve Binchy.
- Summer.
- Writing little HTML codes that actually work. :)
And here are 10 Bloggers who also make me happy:
Annie at annieology
Wendy at Caribousmom
Andi at Estella's Revenge
Connie's Calico Drive blog. Actually all of Connie's blogs.
My big sister at There's A Cow In My Lane
Sarah at That's Bologna
Rachelle at Rants and Ramblings
Linda at Salty Feet
The Neverending Shelf. How much do I want to live in the picture on her banner?
I'm behind on my reading, so I'm still finishing up a great memoir, a novel, and a couple other books. Still plugging away at Lord of the Rings (for my kids). Am I allowed to say how bored-slash-scrambled I get trying to keep up with Tolkien's descriptions of fictional settings?
Check back in later for a How-To on Blog Button Making. It sounds so down-homesy, doesn't it? Like something Ma Ingalls would do?![]()
Buttons
I have made "sidebar buttons" for every challenge I'm hosting on this blog. That means, if you are participating in a challenge and would like a picture with an embedded link (or "button") to display on the left or right hand side of your blog, just go to the challenge button on the right side of Home Girl's Book Blog, click on it, and look for the highlighted words Grab this picture link for my blog! Then, click on the link and you will find a post with instructions and an easy-peasy HTML code for your challenge. (Instructions are for blogger sites only. Sorry!)
Many of you had previously made buttons for yourselves, and they got jacked-up during the blog transfer (J. Kaye and I had different Picasa/Photobucket accounts, and when we tried to merge them, something went terribly wrong, causing the images in your buttons to become ugly little "error" messages). Please accept my new buttons as a token of my appreciation for your patience during this transition. (Insert wide eyes and quivery smile). Also, I've re-added the Stephanie Plum Challenge button on the right sidebar. She disappeared for awhile. Don't really know where she went, to tell you the truth...
Also, for those of you who DON'T have buttons and are participating in one of my challenges, please consider adding one! They are fun and help spread the bloggy love.
Finally, don't forget to come back on Monday to learn how to make a "button" for yourself. Fun times.
Thanks for putting up with my construction mess. Who knew a blog transfer would be so perilous and fraught with pitfalls?
If you add a button, please leave a comment below and let me know how it works. Gracias.
Lisa Jackson Challenge
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A Picture is Worth 1,000 Words. Or, a blog post, as the case may be.
Something unforeseen and black-magical happened during the blog transfer from J. Kaye to Home Girl. All the images on the blog disappeared. It has to do with the Photobucket account where the pictures were stored. Anyway, it is all very mystical and incomprehensible, but suffice it to say, I am getting it fixed. I will have all the images added back to the correct pages by the end of today, and what you will have to do (unless there is another, smarter way that I haven't thought of...and this is very possible) is re-grab the edited links to the challenges and re-make your sidebar buttons. My sincere apologies. Dark forces at work, and all that.
Some of you may be experiencing a free-fall feeling of technological confusion and disinterest just reading this post. Your hearts may even be sinking a little at the mountain of information you do not possess, an awareness that fills you with listless despair. You are--at this moment--making your peace with the fact that you don't know how to make sidebar buttons and you never will. Hm? It's just me? Oh.
Actually, I have learned how to make (and repair) picture links and, although many of you know 10,000,000% more about this than I do, I will be posting an Idiot's Guide to Making a Picture Link for the Sidebar of Your Otherwise Very Cool Blog on Monday.
The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot
The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks, by science writer Rebecca Skloot, is a brand new non-fiction soon-to-be bestseller; if you are fascinated by real life medical mysteries but need layman’s language to comprehend them, this one is definitely for you. The story is cleverly constructed as a novel, filled with compelling characters, a variety of settings, important themes, and plenty of action as we follow the trail along with Skloot, who is herself one of the actors in the tale. Even if biology is not a subject you would ever voluntarily think about, you will become so wrapped up in the Lacks family that the scientific bits will slide down easy, leaving you with a new level of comprehension.
Henrietta was an African American woman, born in Virginia in 1920, who died of cervical cancer in 1951. While she was being treated at Johns Hopkins Hospital in Baltimore, a sample of her cancerous tissue, dubbed HeLa for the initials of her name, was removed and kept, according to common practice at the time, without her knowledge or permission. Her remarkable cells, which multiply endlessly, have been grown ever since in labs everywhere and continue to be used for countless experiments. When her family finally learned about Henrietta’s immortal cells they were upset, eager to understand, and angry that they couldn’t afford their own medical care while others profited from her legacy.
The timely publication of this important piece of medical history meshes perfectly with our current national debates about health care reform and medical ethics. Although standards of practice and laws relating to subjects of medical research have changed since the 1950’s, Henrietta’s story underlines starkly the risk of dehumanizing the individual as well as our entire society, forcing us to question what price we are willing to pay for progress.
Skloots devoted ten years to this complex project. Her thorough scholarship is supported by extensive endnotes and acknowledgments listing many of the experts she consulted. Having slowly gained insight and sympathy right along with the author and the family throughout the slow process of Skloot’s investigation, we are reminded of this family’s personal trauma by the photos in the center of the book. If you are eager for more details, check out the author’s website at rebeccaskloot.com, which includes further photos and a riveting video of HeLa cells dividing. You can also listen to Terry Gross interview Skloot on Fresh Air at the NPR site. Then be glad that at long last Henrietta and her fabulous cells are receiving the recognition they deserve.
Vloggy Friday Review: The Amateur Marriage by Anne Tyler
And there you have it. I'm sweating from stage fright. No, I really am.
Don't forget to check back in at lunch to read a guest review by my dear friend (and uber-cool, Barnes-and-Noble-insider), Libby. Happy Friday!
Drumroll...
A.) I will be welcoming a very cool guest reviewer for the first time, and posting her review of The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks by Rebecca Skloot.
B.) I will be reviewing Anne Tyler's The Amateur Marriage...
C.)...in my first ever vlog review.* Oh-ho-ho, yes. That's right. A three minute video of me prattling on about the book, book-club-in-my-living-room-style. If this turns out to be fun, I may make Vloggy Fridays a regular event. I may even throw up a Mr. Linky doo-hicky and encourage you all to join me.
In the meantime, I have a question for you. How do you go about choosing the next book to read? A couple of times this year already, I've had the misfortune of chasing a truly excellent book with one that is merely fun or faintly amusing. It's like...eating Skittles after Godiva, and it sets my teeth on edge. Even though I like Skittles (and mindless, fun books) sometimes. Do you have a reading rhythm--a way of ordering your selections--so that you don't (to press my simile to the outer limits of what it can handle) get a weird taste in your mouth?
For the Love
2. Each Prolific Blogger must link to the blog from which he/she has received the award.
3. Every Prolific Blogger must link back to This Post, which explains the origins and motivation for the award.
4. Every Prolific Blogger must visit this post and add his/her name in the Mr. Linky, so that we all can get to know the other winners .
- Constance Reader
- Alaine at Queen of Happy Endings
- Darlyn and Books
- CMash Loves to Read
- Chew and Digest Books
- Red Headed Book Child
- My Random Acts of Reading
- The Lost Entwife
Whoops. That was eight. Congrats, All! I hope to get to know you better.
More Books
"I have always been a "read one book at a time" kind of gal. Since becoming involved in book blogging, I am amazed at how many bloggers can read multiple books at once but the secret I want to know is how to read more than 1 book/week. Anyone interested in letting the cat out of the bag (and I promise I won't tell) can stop by my blog and leave some tips because I really want to get as close as I can to 100+ books."
I've been thinking about reading challenges, and why I push myself to read more, more, more (and subsequently faster, faster, faster). Why not just amble along, reading at a leisurely pace? Why all the frenzied goal-setting, when I am primarily reading for pleasure and self-improvement? Furthermore, how do I carve out the time to read so much? Don't I have other things to do?
When I found J. Kaye's Book Blog, I was inspired to make a few changes in the way I spent my discretionary time. I realized (ex-English/Philosophy major, bibliophile that I am) that I simply wasn't reading as much as I used to. I was distracted by big, important things like motherhood and homeschooling, but also by the Internet, the television, the constant-shoulder-tapping of my cellphone. And then--horror of horrors! I noticed that my attention span had begun to wane. When I did make time to read, I felt a little listless and inclined to quit--especially when I was reading "hard books." I was losing the skill and discipline of barrelling through challenging reading. Not cool. Not cool a-tall.
J. Kaye's old banner at the top of this blog used to read "Where Reading Takes Priority!" I wish it still said that. Reading challenges (and book blogging) helps me prioritize my reading. Over television watching, and Internet surfing, and Facebook, and--well, okay--and laundry. I read whenever I have five or ten minutes of nothing to do. I read when I sit down to drink a cup of coffee. I read aloud to my children every morning, afternoon, and evening. I read in the bathtub, and in the bed before I go to sleep. I keep books in my purse, in my car, and in every room of my house. I hardly ever watch television, and I (sort of) limit the time I spend reading blogs. As a practical skill, I've learned to read with interruptions--a paragraph here, a paragraph there.
What about you? How do you make time to read, and why do you challenge yourself to high-volume reading?
The 19th Wife by David Ebershoff
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Book Pile

Olive Kitteridge by Elizabeth Strout
I am almost at a loss to try to describe the subtlety and skill Strout brought to the story. As unsympathetic as the protagonist often was, I felt wholly absorbed in the mindset, worldview, and emotions of Olive Kitteridge. The tight, limited third-person points of view provided deep, convincing emotional evidence for the authenticity of the entire cast of characters. This character-driven book was haunting, funny, irreverent, sometimes scathing, and ultimately hopeful. It was an appeal for mercy on all of us--limited, stumbling, puffed up, rag-tag-humanity. I felt twisty (amused and sometimes uncomfortable) from Strout's unrelenting emotional precision. (My sisters and I would say the author was "pushing on a bruise"--bringing deep, existing feelings into sharper relief).
The book is not long (a slim 270 pages), and I read it in a single, sleepy afternoon. It will stay with me for much longer. Highly, highly recommended.
Anybody curious about the requirements for the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction? See here.
Want to listen to a muy interesante 7-minute interview with Elizabeth and the (ever-interrupting) Charlie Rose? (Watch him tangle her up with his constant interjections during the "daughter" part). This particular interview is about Strout's debut novel, Amy and Isabelle. Check it.
Q for you: Olive Kitteridge is neither beautiful, nor well-liked, nor charming, nor accomplished. She is not a particularly sacrificial wife or doting mother. Her students, for the most part, are afraid of her. In a word--none of us would want to be her. And yet, I was drawn to her as if by magnetism. Do you have trouble identifying with an "unlikeable" protagonist? Does it depend on your mood?
Stalker
I'll pause, and let you take a gander at those. I'll just unload my dishwasher.
I know writers mine their own hearts for stories, characters, pulsing emotions, etc., and so I find them fascinating. I like to know what movies they watch, and if they write in the morning or at night, and if they have happy marriages, and if their children speak to them. I know Maeve Binchy's writing schedule, and what she and her beloved husband, Gordon, do in the afternoons when they've finished up their word counts for the day. I follow Elizabeth Berg's blog, and when she mentioned that she loved Alice Munro's short stories, you better believe I went on an Alice Munro Reading Extravaganza. (Turns out, Alice Munro is a masterfully emotional storyteller, too. I can't get enough of her, and now I wonder who she liked to read? I've got to find out...). I found out that Julie Powell cheated on Eric and has managed to squeeze another memoir out of the whole affair. They worked it out, though. She and Eric, I mean.
What about you? Are you interested in an author's life, or just her books? Any particular author you
Julie and Julia by Julie Powell
In Julie and Julia, memoirist Julie Powell chronicles her real-life escapade of cooking--and blogging--through Julia Child's The Art of French Cooking in a year. The Julie/Julia Project begins as a way to distract Julie from her colorless job as a temp in a government agency and the dim prospects of her dwindling fertility. Julie uses cooking and the calendar year as a skeleton upon which to hang the book's broader themes--the meaning of marriage, of faithfulness, of personal identity, of growth and flexibility, even of grief and recovery (her day job involves regular contact with the families of 9/11 victims). In the meantime, she discovers and cultivates a flair for writing and a renewed appreciation for her long-suffering husband, Eric.
The book is stinkin' hilarious. As in, I snickered in a room by myself off and on for hours as I read it, and pestered all the grown-ups around me, begging them to let me read them funny lines. Having said this, the author has an unprecedented potty-mouth, and the book makes full and fluid use of every foul phrase in the urban dictionary. Wide-eyed, sweet, hapless Amy Adams this chick most certainly is NOT (for those of you who saw the movie). Having said that, it still fully captured my interest (and made me wheeze with laughter), and I read it in one sitting. Oh--and I read it after I saw the movie. No harm done, in this case.








