Mary BringleRecensioni

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Italian young widow Rafaella goes to Texas for heart surgery and meets a dashing documentary filmmaker, then returns to Italy. Will they meet again? This book went very slowly and I really didn't care.

Here's the story in a nutshell: Grace teaches writing in New York, lies to her mother about her location (mom thinks she's in England), struggles with relationships and fantasizes about being a story in a magazine she is obsessed with called - you guessed it - True Confessions. Grace doesn't have direction. In the beginning she seems shallow and self-absorbed. Of course there is a period of growth through odd incidents such as her friend's affair revealed on television, a kidnapping, and even a death. When it is all said and done, Grace emerges a stronger, wiser person.
Critics describe the book as funny, but I have to admit the first laugh-out-loud moment I had was when Grace is in Central Park with her friend Naomi. Naomi has two children, but acts like she wasn't meant for motherhood: "Grace always felt grateful to Naomi for refusing to submit to the role which it would have been so natural for her to assume" (p 68). On describing her daughter Alice, Naomi says, "Sometimes I think we have her on loan, like a library book...sometimes...it's not even a book I want to finish" (p 68). There is more. Naomi rants about trying to keep kids away from television. "...unless you want them to be social pariahs they'll be contaminated sooner or later" (p 69.
Another favorite line: "lunacy is quite impartial. Warps in the genes, screwy endocrines - they don't count" (p72).½