Woman Last Seen in Her Thirties by Camille Pagan

šŸŒŸšŸŒŸ DNF

Thank you to Lake Union Publishing, Netgalley and Camille Pagan for providing me with an ARC in exchange for an honest review. This did not impact my opinion or review in any way.

Oh, boy.

So, I don’t think I like Chick Lit. I know that’s not a fair thing to say, and I hate the phrasing of the genre, as it’s misleading and demeaning in a lot of ways. Most of the books I read and love are written and targeted toward women but have more literary depth, symbolism and style to them. But I felt this book fell into Chick Lit terrority, in the way that it subscribed to many stereotypes of women and pandered to those stereotypes.

Maggie Harris is a nervous woman, but has felt most secure in her marriage to her husband, Adam. That’s until he leaves her for (what she thinks is) another woman. She is left empty and lost and spends much of her time wondering how she could win him back.

Then she still goes on a trip to Rome, solo even though it was originally planned to be an anniversary trip for her and her husband. Immediately, she is brought to life by an Italian man flirting with her.

That’s the point where I decided to not finish this book. I can abide with a woman finding herself after a separation by discovering who she is as an individual after spending much of her life catering to others. But I can’t deal with a woman desperate for male attention as a means for revitalization. I am accustomed to books with strong, badass female protagonists and this one fell profoundly short in that regard.

So, as you see at the top, I gave it 2/5 stars and I did not finish it. I’ve found that I have so many books I am looking so forward to reading and life is too short to spend reading a book you don’t like.

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