The pieces in this collection capture the feeling of being buffeted by great gusts of middle-aged longing.
What began as one woman’s quarrel with Buddhism, especially its doctrine of non-attachment, morphs into a larger question: What’s the right way to love a person or a thing? With voluptuous detail and rigorous self-interrogation, Jennifer Brice looks for answers in family lore, personal experience, conversations with friends, and beloved books. The result is a tender, moving, far-reaching—sometimes delightfully funny, sometimes achingly poignant—exploration of the powerful ties that bind us to one another and to the world around us.
This collection is enthralling. There are so many delightful nuggets in here, and the craft is just magical. I particularly love the moments where the narrator is talking to herself through time. Wisdom on wisdom on wisdom (and humor!).
An incredible book of personal essays. I love it. The stories of women and how they go through the world of love and pain. I’m glad to have spent time with these words. I’m grateful for them.