The moment Joan Castleman decides to leave her husband, they are thirty-five thousand feet above the ocean on a flight to Helsinki. Joan's husband, Joseph, is one of America's preeminent novelists, about to receive a prestigious international award, and Joan, who has spent forty years subjugating her own literary talents to fan the flames of his career, has finally decided to stop. From this gripping opening, Meg Wolitzer flashes back to 1950s Smith College and Greenwich Village and follows the course of the marriage that has brought the couple to this breaking point -- one that results in a shocking revelation.
With her skillful storytelling and pitch-perfect observations, Wolitzer has crafted a wise and candid look at the choices all men and women make -- in marriage, work, and life....Continua
The plot amasses such a long string of cliches that someone like me struggled to find it believable. Wife is a promising writer but she gives up her own career to help her husband's soar. Husband drinks, husband ignores daughters in pursuit of his own successful life, husband looks at, chases and has encounters with other women. In a nutshell, husband is larger than life. Joan Castleman is flying to Finland with her husband and she knows she will leave him. She was a promising writer but she gave up her own career so that her husband could have his. scans through her long-term relationship with husband Joe through a series of flashbacks. I won't obviously let you in on the main, gigantic revelation Joan's memories make. And I won't spoil this reading by telling you how it ends. Wolitzer is candid, hilarious, frank, ferociously cynical. The only drawback: slow at the start. Why could I not find it believable to start with? Because I am taking for granted the opportunities that have opened up for women. "Everyone knows how women soldier on, how women dream up blueprints, recipes, ideas for a better world, and then sometimes lose them on the way to the crib in the middle of the night, on the way to Stop and Shop, or the bath. They lose them on the way to greasing the path on which their husband and children will ride serenely through life."...Continua