Summary from Goodreads:
Standing amidst the wreckage of a fifteen-year relationship, Anna finds herself single, unmarried, childless and, at the rickety age of thirty-five, trying desperately to pick up the pieces.
There’s a lot of crying and punching, a trip or two, and a list of things to do and be to get her self back. There’s the heady scent of a (possible) spankin’ new man sparring with the memory of the boy who first captured her heart—and may have stomped all over it.
But what would she know? After all, here she is—loveless, childless, and totally, utterly clueless.
I read Loveless. Childless. Clueless. last night while looking after my sick daughter and I never expected to get too carried away by emotions, silently bawling of pain, getting my nose all clogged up and eventually waking my sleeping husband by my sniffles. I could only curl up silently on his side, asking me for that hug, vaguely answering his sleepy question that I’m okay, it’s only about something I’ve read.
It’s not as if I’ve ever been on a break-up before, much more on a 15-year old relationship with anyone other than my parents. Probably “break-ups” of pseudo-relationships, yes (heh) but not of the same intensity as that of Anna and Miggy. Despite the personal lack of experience, though, I was able to (strongly) feel Anna’s pain and struggle, her lostness, the heady confusion of losing your bearings, of having the world to explore and discover anew. At 35. After more than a decade of being with one same person. How do you do that?
Loveless. Childless. Clueless. explored the rawness of emotions of breaking up, getting down so low, going up, moving on, risking love and life — short, curly hair notwithstanding. I had to say the reading experience brought me One More Chance feels and I meant my comparing this novella with the infamous John Lloyd-Bea movie in a good way. It’s a different experience to read about pain, much more so that the narrative is in the first person.
This may be a bit spoiler but I really rooted for a second chance for Anna and Miggy. Enzo is one awesome guy and I would have wanted him to have a different story. (A new book idea for the author, perhaps?) I felt good about the ending, about how there was a little bit of suspense, and about how it was still so open-ended, making me think of several alternative futures for the main characters. Will they end up together? Will they find someone else? Will they end up never with someone, but stronger, wiser, happier?
“For what is life if not a series of second chances? And who are we if no a mix of our hopes and choices.”
Ah, I love this book. It’s my first time to read anything by this author, and the good feedback I’d read about Loveless. Childless. Clueless. were all not without basis. I swear, I’ll reread this whenever I want to have one good cry. (Because sometimes crying is good, yes?)
My Rating: 4/5 stars.