There are a lot of book recommendations coming up this week. Here’s a small one to start:
Most of all, I enjoyed his rendering of New York in the 70s; it felt like a dream. I think that’s the point, because the early-2000s story he cuts back and forth to is, on the contrary, entirely real, and entirely harrowing.
There are books that you plow ahead with, fulfilling your readerly duty, and then there are books that hold your attention—books with a certain magnetism, or gravity. A Happy Marriage has both.
Oh and P.S.: I read it on the Kindle.