From Publishers Weekly
Welcome to not-so-happily-ever-after. Soon-to-be-40 Izzy just lost her Wall Street job, has a husband who runs a struggling publishing operation from their apartment, a year-old son, and a growing suspicion she's living life in captivity. It's not that you get a seven-year itch, divorced pal Joy confides. It's that they turn you into a seven-year bitch. And so Izzy goes all in, railing at hubby Russell; becoming involved in her son's nanny's quest to get pregnant; lusting after the rich, handsome guy who got away; and discovering her own heart thanks to her uncommon new job: judging promotional contest essays for 25 cents each. Belle's (Little Stalker
) smart and hilariously ridiculous paean to love, marriage, and a baby carriage proves you can't always get what you want and you rarely get what you need, but you always get to choose. There are plenty of laugh-out-loud moments that come uncomfortably close to the truth about less-than-perfect relationships, which helps salvage an ending wrapped just a little too tight. Still, style and wit count, and on that, Belle doesn't disappoint. (May)
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Isolde “Izzy” Brilliant was living her dream. She was a wife, mother, and high-powered financial analyst living in downtown Manhattan. When she finds herself downsized out of a job, Izzy has way too much time on her hands and begins to analyze her life. Her marriage is on the rocks: should she get a divorce? Is she a bad mother if she gets another job? Is she selfish to get a nanny if she doesn’t even have a job? Should she have an affair with an old acquaintance and go away with him to India? Over the course of three years, we watch Izzy nitpick her husband, dissect her marriage, and compare her life to everyone else’s around her. She’s neurotic, occasionally offensive, and completely oblivious to the incredible life that she’s built. There are genuine laugh-out-loud moments, but they are too few and far between in this string of vignettes about one woman’s ups and downs in her marriage and her struggle with motherhood. --Carolyn Kubisz