Before I go ahead with my review, you have to allow me a minute to feel terribly smug, sitting as I am in the South of France, having just enjoyed a day in the sunshine. Do you all feel terribly jealous? Yes? Ok then, job done! Now I can move on and review the novel.
This is the latest novel by the author of 'The Devil Wears Prada', whose work you know I like. I should probably be looking at something with more "intrinsic literary merit", but I'm still reading that one so, faute de mieux, you'll have to make do with this.
Having said that, I actually wouldn't call it making do. It was a very good read. Definitely suited to holiday reading (in that it didn't require huge amounts of concentration), but nevertheless well-written, as are all her works, and raising some interesting points.
This is the first of Weisberger's novels to look at the other side - to take the part of the person left behind. Two of her three other novels deal with someone becoming unreasonably attached to work, while the third was simply completely different.
This made the novel interesting in itself, as we all know she has experienced being swept up in one's work firsthand, so her ability to consider someone else's point of view, and to do so convincingly (as she does) is admirable.
That aside, the novel retains the sense of humour so consistently present in her other work, while striking some serious notes without becoming dull. She maintains her standard impressively.
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