From Publishers Weekly
Some writers are so careful with their prose that it seems each sentence has been crafted with a thoughtful combination of precision and grace. Then there's Cindy Adams. A New York Post columnist for 20 years, Adams is like a slap where a kiss is expected; she doesn't want to build a house of words-she wants to blow one down. And huff and puff she does in this small memoir about receiving a Yorkshire terrier as a gift after her husband's death. After explaining why she named the dog "Jazzy" (because of his frantic, jazzed-up energy), Adams details the pup's tendency to piddle on clothes and his propensity for getting Adams into tricky situations, e.g., getting locked into a hallway with Imelda Marcos. Delivered with Adams's rapid-fire, detail-free style, these adventures are wearying at first, but the book begins to do to the reader what the dog, predictably, does to its owner: charms through sheer force of will and sweet bumbling. Although Adams chronicles what it's like to be a new widow, she also recognizes the absurdity of finding comfort in a teensy dog that likes bones from Gallagher's steakhouse and drinks Poland Spring in a posh New York apartment. This self-consciousness, mixed with Adams's descriptions of truly humorous incidents, make the book a guilty little treat, gobbled up in one bite on those nights when all that carefully crafted prose seems a bit too thoughtful, and decidedly unjazzy.
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Married since the age of 16 to comedian Joey Adams,
New York Post gossip columnist Cindy Adams found herself very much alone when he died after a long illness. In the aftermath of his death, an unexpected condolence gift arrived--a Yorkshire terrier puppy. In her familiar staccato style, the outspoken New Yorker relates the story of her glamorous life with her husband, his illness and death, and how this little puppy helped her through her grieving process. The bereaved widow is initially doubtful about keeping her new pet, but soon finds the distraction of learning to care for the affectionate and mischievous Jazzy and the process of making room in her life for him bring her joy and renewed hope. Adams does a lot of name-dropping throughout this brief book, which is a bit distracting, and it seems impossible any learned adult would know so little about caring for a pet, but this rather upbeat story may prove helpful to others coping with loss.
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