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From the beloved books editor at Glamour magazine comes a heartfelt and painfully funny debut about what happens when a wife and mother of three leaps at the chance to fulfill her professional destiny only to learn every opportunity comes at a price.
In A Window Opens, Elisabeth Egan brings us Alice Pearse, a compulsively honest, longing-to-have-it-all, sandwich generation heroine for our social-media-obsessed, lean in (or opt out) age. Like her fictional forebears Kate Reddy and Bridget Jones, Alice plays many roles (which she never refers to as wearing many hats and wishes you wouldn't either). She is a mostly-happily married mother of three, an attentive daughter, an ambivalent dog-owner, a part-time editor, a loyal neighbor, and a Zen commuter. She is not: a cook, a craftswoman, a decorator, an active PTA member, a natural caretaker, or the breadwinner. But when her husband makes a radical career change, Alice is ready to lean and she knows exactly how lucky she is to land a job at Scroll, a hip young start-up which promises to be the future of reading, with its chain of chic literary lounges and dedication to beloved classics. The Holy Grail of working mothers an intellectually satisfying job and a happy personal life seems suddenly within reach.
Despite the disapproval of her best friend, who owns the local bookstore, Alice is proud of her new balancing act (which is more like a three-ring circus) until her dad gets sick, her marriage flounders, her babysitter gets fed up, her kids start to grow up, and her work takes an unexpected turn. Fans of I Don't Know How She Does It,Where'd You Go Bernadette, and The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry will cheer as Alice realizes the question is not whether its possible to have it all, but what does she Alice Pearce really want?
When I read the blurb for this book, I thought I would both enjoy and relate to it. I like realistic contemporary tales about working women/mothers. However, I have very mixed feelings about this novel. The writing was fine but there was little story, no real plot, even though you quickly got caught up in the frantic pace of life for Alice. She is so busy with kids, parents, job, commute, husband that it's all a bit of a sad whirlwind actually.
Attempts at what I would call 'Mummy' humour -
"Margot's tried-on-and-discarded outfits directly into her hamper even though I knew they were clean."
"All those microscopic Polly Pocket shoes I felt guilty throwing out."
- fell rather flat when put up against the two major issues concerning her family and the ethical issues and stress she faced in her new job. When authors try and cover too much they often fail in some ways. What struck a cord with me most was the heartbreaking journey of her father's health. That Egan wrote really well about. However for the most part, it is easy to see where this story will go, all too conveniently at times - stressed-out working mum gets too involved in new job at the expense of her family life. Alice is rather frustrating at times and I struggled with what I would consider inconsistencies of the book as Egan swings between humour and the serious family issues faced. I definitely liked the more serious parts of the book better than the lighter ones.
I also found the inconsequential stories sprinkled throughout often made little to no sense and rather annoying in there irrelevance. For example the story of the brownie and the toilet - what was that about? And there were too many unknown specific NY destinations that meant nothing to me as they were not elaborated upon. I remained clueless:
"...the Cloisters, the Intrepid, the quiet garden behind the Cathedral of Saint John the Divine."
So in many ways it felt like reading a journal of the everyday occurrences with little to no reflection or depth. Most working Mums can relate to the daily chaos but it just felt flat and rather dry. At times I got bored and struggled to get through some sections. Too much focus on the craziness at the expense of character development and connectedness, especially with the issues between Alice and her husband. Here was another topical issue that could have been really addressed but in the end, conveniently resolved.
Don't get me wrong, this book was fine but could have been better. Less of the day-to-day logistics and more of the evolving and developing relationships between all the characters would have made for a much richer story.
"(time) you can't create more of it. You can sleep less, plan more ... set the alarm for a 5:30am spin class...check work email while your family is eating breakfast - but ultimately there are only so many hours in one day, and you have to spend some of them in bed."