By: Liane Moriarty BUY BOOK HERE
What on earth happened at the BBQ?!!? That's what you'll be saying the first half of this book. 3 families, 6 adults, their kids--It touched on so many topics--friendship, love, lust, family, parenting, childlessness, IVF, marriage, and mental illness just to name a few. The beginning is slower, raw, and deep. I was willing it at times to just get to the BBQ. Once it did, I found the pace improved, even if it went in a direction I was not entirely anticipating! And there were a few excellent twists that I never saw coming! Moriarty is the author of What Alice Forgot and Big Little Lies, which were both AMAZING!
“Everyone had another sort of life up their sleeve that might have made them happy.”
In Truly Madly Guilty, Liane Moriarty turns her unique, razor-sharp eye towards three seemingly happy families.
Sam and Clementine have a wonderful, albeit busy, life: they have two little girls, Sam has just started a new dream job, and Clementine, a cellist, is busy preparing for the audition of a lifetime. If there’s anything they can count on, it’s each other.
Clementine and Erika are each other’s oldest friends. A single look between them can convey an entire conversation. But theirs is a complicated relationship, so when Erika mentions a last-minute invitation to a barbecue with her neighbors, Tiffany and Vid, Clementine and Sam don’t hesitate. Having Tiffany and Vid’s larger-than-life personalities there will be a welcome respite.
Two months later, it won’t stop raining, and Clementine and Sam can’t stop asking themselves the question: What if we hadn’t gone?
In Truly Madly Guilty, Liane Moriarty takes on the foundations of our lives: marriage, sex, parenthood, and friendship. She shows how guilt can expose the fault lines in the most seemingly strong relationships, how what we don’t say can be more powerful than what we do, and how sometimes it is the most innocent of moments that can do the greatest harm.
“No one warned you that having children reduced you right down to some smaller, rudimentary, primitive version of yourself, where your talents and your education and your achievements meant nothing.”