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!).
I was wandering through the book fair in Miami when I stopped at a random tent. I started awkwardly chatting with a publisher, trying to make connections while simultaneously staring at the book covers in front of me.
Another North immediately caught my eye with its gravity. “It’s a collection of essays,” the publisher said. For reasons I can’t quite explain, I grabbed it and exclaimed, “Oh, how I love essays!”
What a beautiful journey it turned out to be. From the very first pages, I was deeply engrossed, as if trying on the life of a much older woman like a dress. This particular piece of art allowed me to step into someone else’s world for a while.
Brilliant and inspiring work! My copy of the book is now full of notes and little stickers marking the pages. Such a talented approach to working with words and stories.
Thank you, Jennifer, for this! I’m so glad I didn’t just pass by that tent.
The only line that really struck me “Reader, I lost them.” Otherwise I found these essays to be filled with confessions that offered no vulnerability and criticisms that came off as cruelty. I have a strong sense of who the author is, but maybe that’s one of the issues with auto biographical essays. You like them because you’d like the writer, or you don’t. Likely, if I wrote my own stories down, she wouldn’t be a fan of me either.
I read the essays in this collection completely out of order, but I enjoyed them all and found them entertaining and insightful. They also resonated with me emotionally, perhaps because I am a 57 year old woman, about to turn 58. I don’t often write reviews, and I like to keep them short when I do, but I will say I’ve found myself thinking about these essays often in the months after reading them. Highly recommend!
So unexpected! This is the first book by Jennifer Brice that I have read and I found it fascinating. It is hard to summarize as it is a book of essays that reflect on so many aspects over a twenty-five year history. It is as if she opened her soul and shared her private experiences and reactions to them so we can ponder them alongside her. I hope to reread at some point and ponder further!
never thought i would love essays as much as i love these! professor brice’s writing style is so perfect and i loved the balance between anecdotes and wider themes we could all relate to. each essay was unique and had its own voice but there were themes that ran throughout the collection tying everything together. wish i could’ve taken a class with her at colgate!
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.