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A review by kaydee
A Fortunate Age by Joanna Rakoff
3.0
In my twenties I often wondered what it would be like to be a lit. grad from Smith or Vassar or Wellesley or Oberlin, living in New York, working in publishing or as a writer or academic. Reading this, I've discovered that it would be nothing but tedium, interrupted by bouts of proselytising from your extremely self absorbed friends.
I didn't completely hate this, there were some redeeming features but the writing was clunky and I didn't connect with any of the characters. One of them died and I felt nothing.
I do see what happened here. Rakoff's (way better) My Salinger Year was a hit so this was resurrected. But you know, sometimes the first book should stay buried.
I didn't completely hate this, there were some redeeming features but the writing was clunky and I didn't connect with any of the characters. One of them died and I felt nothing.
I do see what happened here. Rakoff's (way better) My Salinger Year was a hit so this was resurrected. But you know, sometimes the first book should stay buried.