Title: Terrible, terrible
Product review: I was curious about this book because Alex Witchel has occassionally written smart, illuminating profiles and essays in The New York Times and thought perhaps some of the wit and wisdom she displays in those pieces would be in her fiction as well. Sadly, there is very little, if any. Perhaps she was over-edited, or encouraged in the wrong direction. But it seems shocking that this bloated, cliched mess would be allowed into print. You would think someone in her life would have sat her down and tell her the truth to protect her from the embarrassment (and her fans from the disappointment). Too bad no one did.
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