I had to give some serious thought about whether to rate this book three stars (average) or two (below average), and I'm still not sure that three was the correct choice.The way I see this book developing is that the author wrote a run-of-the-mill romance novel, which was rejected by ten million ...
Let me start by saying Molly Divine Marx, the main character in Sally Koslow's book, The Late, Lamented Molly Marx, is someone I will NEVER forget. I was fascinated with her from the moment I learned the premise of the book - that she'd be dead during the reading. I was so heck-bent on reading th...
For a little while, this was an interesting book. It was fun getting an insider’s perspective on the magazine industry--the general craziness of it, and the clubby atmosphere of Manhattan publishing executives. But overall, I didn’t think Little Pink Slips worked as a cohesive novel. It was too m...
“Stephan,” I say, “I saw the ring.” “Impossible.” My brother is speaking with all the confidence of a candidate who the Supreme Court has declared President of the United States. “You saw a ring that resembles the ring. The real deal is in my vault, or at least it was when...
Yet I couldn’t deny that my fear was being trumped by glee. I, Quincy Peterson Blue, was bringing three lives into the world. Jake and I had even, gingerly, started referring to the embryos by name—Peanut, Speck, and Jubilee. I’d read about a woman who against 1-in-200-million odds had given birt...
Sitting on a black leather Eames chair, he might be taken for another sleek minimalist object in Brie and Isadora’s loft. “Ms. Lawson, was that reading of yours at Mrs. Marx’s funeral by Elizabeth Barrett Browning?” he asks, as if he honestly cares about Victorian poetry. “Emily Dickinson,” Brie ...
