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I was a bit disappointed with this book, but I think that's because I had different expectations. I've enjoyed reading Margaret Atwood, including those works that adapt or play with aspects of folklore or fairy tales. This book is part of a series, and I get the impression it was a bit of a quick project for the author. It is a light, though not frivolous, look at the story of the Odyssey, but from the perspective of Penelope, the long-suffering wife of Odysseus, who is now part of the Underworld. There are also passages from her maids - who were hanged by Odysseus and his son after they had killed all the other suitors who plagued Penelope while her husband was away. I liked the imaginative observations of what life is like in the Underworld, but the chorus interludes from Penelope's maids seem to fall flat. At any rate, it's a quick read and mainly for those who have an interest in Margaret Atwood.
Favorite kinds of books have people explore societies that are Forgein to them. It would be intresting to see how much things have changed since technology has advanced.
I liked some of these, especially "Chekhov for children," which was my favorite, and "Suicide of a teacher," which was very powerful. Others I liked were "Never live above your landlord," "Modern friendships," "Upstairs neighbors," and "Reflections on subletting." I didn't find any of the others all that interesting, at least not that I recall now looking back over the table of contents at their titles. (There are 19 essays in here.) One thing that kept striking me as strange while I was reading these was that two out of the five back-cover blurb suppliers chose the same phrase to praise the book, namely "a joy to read." That struck me as kind of an odd way to describe the experience of reading these essays. The very best ones, I thought, were at least a little bit depressing to read, if not downright disturbing or even painful sometimes. There's nothing wrong with that in my book (which is why those are probably my favorite essays in here), but these essays were almost never exactly a "joy" to read, at least for me, and describing them that way seemed to me like a strange reaction to them. The good ones were good because they were insightful and well written and often moving.
This is a fun, fast read, but has very little value as literature. Of course. It's chick lit, though, so it's an easy read. My biggest gripe is that it is yet another book that seems to romanticize cheating on your partner.