It's a semi older book, published in 1976, and to be honest, I would never have picked it up had it not been for a bad date I was on the other week. The dude that I was chatting with over a glass of wine at Ottimista (mmmmm, great spot in SF - if you're in the area and love wine you must try! http://www.yelp.com/biz/ottimista-enoteca-cafe-san-francisco) and he asked me about what types of books I like to read. I answered with my "cut and paste" description of my sick obsession with David Sedaris and Augustin Burroughs, type reads. I love self deprecating humor, dysfunctional family stories...ya know, the "dark" stuff. He says, well then you've probably read, "Ordinary People!" Sadly I had to burst his painfully boring little bubble to say that in fact, I hadn't read it.
Long story short, and lots of, "Julia, you MUST read this book," later, I was suggesting it for my next book club meeting. Lucky for me (although I would have read it anyway), mostly everyone thought it was a great idea. So! Here I am, smack dab in the middle of this story and I'm loving every word of it. It's been a while since I've taken to a book so favorably. In a string of boring or just flat out bad books (shoot me in the head, Suze Orman) Judith Guest's story about a family struggling with the loss of a child and all the pain and implications that come along with that, is a breath of sobering but fresh air. Not since the Twilight (don't you judge me) series have I been so wrapped up in a story.
What do you know, I knew all those bad dates would eventually amount to something.
xoxo Jules
P.S. It's also been made in to a movie: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0081283/

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