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One of the opening lines in her latest book is


"Recently my husband and I separated, and over the course of a few weeks the life we'd made broke apart, like a jigsaw dismantled into a heap of broken-edged pieces."



And I decided that my eyes couldn'ttake much more. That is one CLUMSY, ugly and unwieldy sentence

Mathilda Wrote:

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> http://sarahditum.com/2012/02/20/after-the-afterma

> th/

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> Another take on the Guardian article...



Brilliant

I read her book a long time ago, found it really miserable


I was expecting it to be more like 'what mothers do' by Naomi Stadlen , Which is great

Sophiec - of course you are welcome to borrow, I will bring it tomorrow, but knowing you and your general enjoyment of motherhood I don't know how much you are going to get out of it! I agree with others, I read a few pages and found it bleak and not something I could identify with either. My poor husband really thought he had found a great book for me and I think that's the only reason I kept hold of it ;) bless him and his good intentions.


Agree also, nothing like the wonderful work of Naomi Stadlen.


xx

Radhabee - your comment hadn't come up when I read this thread earlier, we cross-posted! I wouldn't have worded it quite like that if I'd seen yours!


As I say I only read a short amount before bailing (as I have a massive pile of unread books, mainly child/baby/motherhood-related, by my bedside, I have to be ruthless!) and I didn't enjoy what I saw.

I read the book when it first came out five years before having my daughter. I liked it very much. I re read it after having children and certainly understood it better. I like her writing and certainly identified with parts of it. It is not a joy ride but again it's her personal experience

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