Although the nine-year marriage lacked passion, Claire finds herself at sea.Not that she’s anyone’s average widow; she lives in a gorgeous apartment and is gorgeous herself.Holler.” Clearly, Radziwill is the writer of the group. I have seen one or two episodes of the one based in Atlanta and one episode of the one based in New York.I find the show unwatchable but I find widows fascinating so I picked up Radziwill’s new book.However, here that skill is used to absolutely no end. is a poignant tale of love and loss." Publishers Weekly"One of the richest, most deeply satisfying stories I've read in a long time." Book Page"Carole Radziwill writes like a cross between Sophie Kinsella and Christopher Buckley.The reader is quickly drawn Claire's cluttered life.Clare was married to Charles Bryne, a sexologist and well-known author.
Thirty-something journalist Claire’s domineering, much older husband, Charlie, a famous author and sexology expert, is walking down Madison Avenue after an adulterous assignation when a fake Giacometti statue falls off a crane and kills him.
Claire’s life with Charlie is an always interesting if not deeply devoted one, until Charlie is struck dead one day on the sidewalk by a falling sculpture ... Once a promising young writer, Claire had buried her ambitions to make room for Charlie’s. Over the course of a year, she sees a shrink (or two), visits an oracle, hires a "botanomanist," enjoys an erotic interlude (or ten), eats too little, drinks too much, dates a hockey player, dates a billionaire, dates an actor (not any actor either, but the handsome movie star every woman in the world fantasizes about dating).
As she grieves for Charlie and searches for herself, she comes to realize that she has an opportunity to find something bigger than she had before—maybe even, possibly, love.
On the plus side, I think Carole Radziwill writes beautifully.
The way she deploys language, in and of itself, is quite lovely.
The front cover blurb, by Candace Bushnell, is predictable and unimpressive.