I wanted to like this book- I really did. It had all the great characteristics of a book I would truly enjoy, a strong female lead, a great plot line, etc, etc.So we have Laura and Charlie married for over 12 years, when Laura decides she's had enough of the marital bed. Laura's a strong controlling woman with a 'plan' always a plan and Charlie is the stereotypical henpecked, lackadaisical husband who passive aggressively asserts his will so subtly, Laura never notices.
Laura has a secret fantasy: to be an author. After she meets local public radio host Jenna, Laura decides to give her to Charlie quite like one would give a ham. Laura intends on using the romance between Charlie and Jenna as the basis for her novel.
Charlie and Jenna cooperate and with Laura's assistance their flirtation quickly slides into an affair. At first assuming she is the puppet master Laura is perfectly content in the bizarre chain of events but when her two main characters begin to cut the strings, she becomes slightly jealous. However it is Jenna who suffers the most in the end.
Why didn't I like it? The basic premise is great, right up my alley, Big Love, anyone? Maybe it's because the story never goes anywhere. Hamilton lays out the facts and there they lie on the floor like dead fish. I had to re-read the ending twice because I couldn't remember if I put it down or not. Never a good sign. So my final advice, skip it.
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