A brilliant idea: female friendships that mattered all along the author’s life. Wonderfully written. Touching. And sad. Very sad because Susanna Sonnenberg – still - fights against a shattered and devastated consciousness due to the distressing mother she has (or had, I don’t know). Despite having reached mid life, despite a good family on her own, despite having (justly) exluded her mother from her life, she still struggles to fill in the chasm of bitterness and solitude that these mothers causes, partly hoping her female friendships will help, partly knowing that these female friendships will never achieve the goal, since is not up to them. Sonnenberg touches an important chord in many a woman.
Sonnenberg though writes just about her family: her friendiships, her mother and she is planning a book about her husband and their marital life (and theirs ups and downs). I might read the book about her mother “Her Last Death” – her character is tremendously powerful despite the few hints thrown into this book – but I think that the author should try to write something else than her family. Then we’ll know if she’s a (great) writer.