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Thursday, July 10, 2014

Book 25/50: Where'd You Go, Bernadette?

Today is mine and J's 10 year wedding anniversary. It makes me feel old and small at the same time. How is it possible ten years has passed? I'll write up a post to share tomorrow, but for today I have a book review for you.

From Goodreads: Bernadette Fox is notorious. To her Microsoft-guru husband, she's a fearlessly opinionated partner; to fellow private-school mothers in Seattle, she's a disgrace; to design mavens, she's a revolutionary architect, and to 15-year-old Bee, she is a best friend and, simply, Mom.

Then Bernadette disappears. It began when Bee aced her report card and claimed her promised reward: a family trip to Antarctica. But Bernadette's intensifying allergy to Seattle—and people in general—has made her so agoraphobic that a virtual assistant in India now runs her most basic errands. A trip to the end of the earth is problematic.

To find her mother, Bee compiles email messages, official documents, secret correspondence—creating a compulsively readable and touching novel about misplaced genius and a mother and daughter's role in an absurd world.

What I thought: The first thing I want to say is that I hadn't read the description before reading the book and so it took me a while to realize that it was the daughter putting together everything. I think if that had been more clear in the book (not just in the summary) I would have enjoyed it more. That said, I think Reconstructing Amelia, which was written in a similar way, was better. But this book was interesting if not realistic. I wasn't able to really get into the characters, but I've read so many glowing reviews so I'm thinking it was just my state of mind and the fact that I was confused about how the book was written. Would I recommend it? Maybe. Probably. Not my favourite book.

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