I read Unwifeable a while ago and remembered liking it. I was in a rut after reading Monster, like it was hard to figure out what to read next because I liked it so much. This was easy and gossipy, which was appealing that moment.
What I like so much about Mandy Stadtmiller is her honesty. She will tell the truth even if the truth is terrible, even if she doesn’t remember that truth until she sifts through emails and messages in order to write the book. That is something that’s kinda crazy–how our memories are engrained or not. Like if we didn’t have a picture or words written from a certain day, we might not remember it at all. But because it was documented, you remember it when you see it.
Anyway this is a book that is essentially about Stadtmiller’s 30’s. She’s divorced by 30 and moves to start back up a journalism career in NYC. She dates around and lands on a cheap rich guy for no good reason. She leaves him and flails around in her interpersonal relationships. She drinks way too much the whole time. It’s definitely frustrating to watch, but you can appreciate that she is admittedly in the middle of a personal journey. She’s learning herself and eventually is even allowing someone else to know her too.
This book is for sale at my bookstore Ten Dollar Books. Click here to view.