Okay, okay, I know it's on Oprah's Book Club now, but really, some great books are - don't let your possible distate for Oprah Winfrey deter you from reading this book.
Sue Miller is a wonderful writer, and the story in While I Was Gone is incredibly compelling. I read it in one sitting and ignored chores for it. It's easy to read, conversational, straightforward. It seems for many pages that it's going to be a nostalgic memoir, about a middle-aged woman, in a long, comfortable marriage past its passionate days; a mother and veterinarian, looking back on her college days when she lived in a semi-communal household with a bunch of college friends in the '70s. Then strange things start to happen, and suddenly, it has turned into a bizarre murder mystery, with a shocking revelation when she finds out who did it. I remember getting to that part and actually saying, "Oh my god!" when the big reveal came.
The trick Sue Miller has is that her main character is SO believable. You know a ton of women like her. You may even be one. She's such a normal, flawed yet admirable, totally human person, that when things start getting shockingly weird, it resonates, because it makes you wonder how you would act if you were in the same situation?
I really love reading books which make you feel compassion for people who do horrible things. Like Lolita. It's a difficult trick to pull off, but it's such a humane point of view, and so much more realistic than the good guys/bad guys dichotomy of so many novels. Sometimes good people do really bad things, and the line is not so far away as we like to think... it's a great book and a quick read.
I find it odd that people will put a book down simply because the main character does something they don't approve of. I don't think Sue Miller was justifying, or advocating, infidelity at all in While I Was Gone. In fact, I believe she was trying to show how precious, yet fragile, marriage can be: Marriage is not the fairy tale it is sometimes made out to be. It can be dull, frustrating, crushing. It's real life, and passion fades, and you find yourself in a comfortable companionship with many rewards, but like the protagonist in this book, many married people find themselves wistfully wishing something exciting would happen - missing the flush of attraction, the ego-rush of being desired. That doesn't make the protagonist a bad person; it makes her real. And, in the end, she doesn't sleep with Eli - the whole point, to me, was how close she came - that she WOULD have done it, she would have thrown away her marriage, which would have devastated her, just to feel young and excited and wanted again. I think this is something we can all relate to. It's a nice fantasy, to think that you meet The One, marry him, and never ever miss being flirted with or desired or in passionate love. And one of the most interesting and realistic things in the book, to me, is that she would have done it, if she hadn't found out what she did, about Eli. Her husband, when she confesses her attraction, says it exactly - he tells her that one of the hardest things is that she has put him in the position of being grateful that Eli did such a horrible thing, so that he got to keep his marriage. And she is so relieved that she didn't throw her marriage away. Far from advocating infidelity, it's really more of a cautionary tale about the danger of taking the familiarity of marriage for granted.
I mean, if you don't want to read books about real people leading real lives, there are plenty of romance novels out there.