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DANCING NAKED AT THE EDGE OF DAWN

Likely to appeal to the red hat crowd, but may annoy those with low tolerance for New Age blather.

Woman on the verge of self-realization hits the road, in the second of this ilk by DBR Media syndicated columnist Radish (The Elegant Gathering of White Snows, 2002).

Meg Fratano’s comfortable suburban world explodes when she glimpses her husband Bob in flagrante delicto with a woman sporting geranium-hued toenails. Appalled by her initial voyeuristic reaction, she seeks solace and bottomless martinis chez Elizabeth, the first of many wise women who will ferry Meg on her journey to feminist reawakening. Interspersed with Meg’s first-person narrative are flashbacks in which various spirit guides in the past—her spinster Aunt Marcia; a sadistic nun; pre-title IX girl athletes, an adulterous neighbor—strive to warn Meg off her womanly destiny of self-abnegation. Meg ignores their message points (though the reader can’t) and bucks the system only enough to become a sociology professor at the University of Chicago. Two great kids and a 25-year marriage later, Meg, pushing 50, fails to notice the signs of marital atrophy. How could she? Bob is so thinly portrayed that when he’s not romping with geranium-toes in the master bedroom, he seems like a perfectly nice guy. Lucky for Meg, Aunt Marcia, long dead, left her a peachy setup in Mexico, complete with dancing dogs, happy peasants, a kindly ranchero and his hottie son. Oh, and a foundation benefiting women to lend some gravitas. All Meg has to do is get in a rusting Jeep driven by Harrison Ford’s female twin and find that petal-strewn rock palace that’s been created just for her. Imagine, but for her husband’s twithood, she’d still be stewing in a vat of subdivision normalcy. Sure, no one beats Marilyn French and Marge Piercy at this genre, but at least Radish’s stock characters know how to have a good time on their way to matriarchal Nirvana.

Likely to appeal to the red hat crowd, but may annoy those with low tolerance for New Age blather.

Pub Date: Dec. 28, 2004

ISBN: 0-553-38263-2

Page Count: 328

Publisher: Bantam

Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Nov. 1, 2004

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THE MOST FUN WE EVER HAD

Characters flip between bottomless self-regard and pitiless self-loathing while, as late as the second-to-last chapter, yet...

Four Chicago sisters anchor a sharp, sly family story of feminine guile and guilt.

Newcomer Lombardo brews all seven deadly sins into a fun and brimming tale of an unapologetically bougie couple and their unruly daughters. In the opening scene, Liza Sorenson, daughter No. 3, flirts with a groomsman at her sister’s wedding. “There’s four of you?” he asked. “What’s that like?” Her retort: “It’s a vast hormonal hellscape. A marathon of instability and hair products.” Thus begins a story bristling with a particular kind of female intel. When Wendy, the oldest, sets her sights on a mate, she “made sure she left her mark throughout his house—soy milk in the fridge, box of tampons under the sink, surreptitious spritzes of her Bulgari musk on the sheets.” Turbulent Wendy is the novel’s best character, exuding a delectable bratty-ness. The parents—Marilyn, all pluck and busy optimism, and David, a genial family doctor—strike their offspring as impossibly happy. Lombardo levels this vision by interspersing chapters of the Sorenson parents’ early lean times with chapters about their daughters’ wobbly forays into adulthood. The central story unfurls over a single event-choked year, begun by Wendy, who unlatches a closed adoption and springs on her family the boy her stuffy married sister, Violet, gave away 15 years earlier. (The sisters improbably kept David and Marilyn clueless with a phony study-abroad scheme.) Into this churn, Lombardo adds cancer, infidelity, a heart attack, another unplanned pregnancy, a stillbirth, and an office crush for David. Meanwhile, youngest daughter Grace perpetrates a whopper, and “every day the lie was growing like mold, furring her judgment.” The writing here is silky, if occasionally overwrought. Still, the deft touches—a neighborhood fundraiser for a Little Free Library, a Twilight character as erotic touchstone—delight. The class calibrations are divine even as the utter apolitical whiteness of the Sorenson world becomes hard to fathom.

Characters flip between bottomless self-regard and pitiless self-loathing while, as late as the second-to-last chapter, yet another pleasurable tendril of sisterly malice uncurls.

Pub Date: June 25, 2019

ISBN: 978-0-385-54425-2

Page Count: 544

Publisher: Doubleday

Review Posted Online: March 3, 2019

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 15, 2019

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THEN SHE WAS GONE

Dark and unsettling, this novel’s end arrives abruptly even as readers are still moving at a breakneck speed.

Ten years after her teenage daughter went missing, a mother begins a new relationship only to discover she can't truly move on until she answers lingering questions about the past.

Laurel Mack’s life stopped in many ways the day her 15-year-old daughter, Ellie, left the house to study at the library and never returned. She drifted away from her other two children, Hanna and Jake, and eventually she and her husband, Paul, divorced. Ten years later, Ellie’s remains and her backpack are found, though the police are unable to determine the reasons for her disappearance and death. After Ellie’s funeral, Laurel begins a relationship with Floyd, a man she meets in a cafe. She's disarmed by Floyd’s charm, but when she meets his young daughter, Poppy, Laurel is startled by her resemblance to Ellie. As the novel progresses, Laurel becomes increasingly determined to learn what happened to Ellie, especially after discovering an odd connection between Poppy’s mother and her daughter even as her relationship with Floyd is becoming more serious. Jewell’s (I Found You, 2017, etc.) latest thriller moves at a brisk pace even as she plays with narrative structure: The book is split into three sections, including a first one which alternates chapters between the time of Ellie’s disappearance and the present and a second section that begins as Laurel and Floyd meet. Both of these sections primarily focus on Laurel. In the third section, Jewell alternates narrators and moments in time: The narrator switches to alternating first-person points of view (told by Poppy’s mother and Floyd) interspersed with third-person narration of Ellie’s experiences and Laurel’s discoveries in the present. All of these devices serve to build palpable tension, but the structure also contributes to how deeply disturbing the story becomes. At times, the characters and the emotional core of the events are almost obscured by such quick maneuvering through the weighty plot.

Dark and unsettling, this novel’s end arrives abruptly even as readers are still moving at a breakneck speed.

Pub Date: April 24, 2018

ISBN: 978-1-5011-5464-5

Page Count: 368

Publisher: Atria

Review Posted Online: Feb. 5, 2018

Kirkus Reviews Issue: Feb. 15, 2018

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