Life After You, by Lucie Brownlee
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Life After You, by Lucie Brownlee
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‘He crashed on to the pillow next to me, heavy as a felled oak. I slapped His face and told Him to wake up. Our daughter, B, appeared in the doorway, woken up by the screaming – I must have been screaming but I don’t remember – and she was crying and peering in. I told her the ultimate adult lie; that everything was all right.’Sudden death is rude. It just wanders in and takes your husband without any warning; it doesn’t even have the decency to knock. At the impossibly young age of 37, as they were making love one night, Lucie Brownlee’s beloved husband Mark dropped dead. As Lucie tried to make sense of her new life – the one she never thought she would be living – she turned to writing to express her grief. Me After You is the stunning, irreverent and heartbreakingly honest result.
Life After You, by Lucie Brownlee- Amazon Sales Rank: #458368 in eBooks
- Published on: 2015-09-03
- Released on: 2015-09-03
- Format: Kindle eBook
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0 of 0 people found the following review helpful. A raw account of grief By Julia Flyte Lucie Brownlee lost her husband Mark when he was only 37. This book is her account of the next two years of her life and how she got by (or didn't). This is no time of "magical thinking" . Lucie is raw, bitter and bereft. She drinks heavily, cries a lot and occasionally takes out her anger at the world on those around her. She also moves home, adopts a dog, sees her daughter settled happily into school and embarks on a PhD.I didn't entirely enjoy this book and I dreaded writing this review because I don't want to be the "unfeeling witch" who didn't like the book. Full Disclosure: I am the Queen of inadvertently saying precisely the wrong thing to grieving widows. So I've got form. But Lucie's grief was so self-centered and wallowing that while I understood where she was coming from, it was hard to like her. In the second half of the book, when her humour started to return and she was able to give us glimpses of the fine man that she lost, I warmed to her far more and consequently liked the book more.Brownlee has made two stylistic choices in her writing, both of which irritated me. The first is that every reference to Mark is capitalised, as in "what would He have done"- a grammatical device I have only seen used before to refer to God. I read a review that thought this was a heartbreaking indication of the reverence and respect in which she held him - maybe so (see reference to "unfeeling witch" above) but I just found it kind of perturbing and out of place.The other thing she does is always to refer to her young daughter as "B", presumably to protect her privacy. Other young relatives get the same treatment, so we occasionally get sentences like "B took T's hand". I understand the motivation (though really, anyone who knows B will also know who her mother is, so does this achieve anything?) but I would have infinitely preferred it if she'd just given her daughter an alternative name rather than using the initial. All it did for me was give me a insatiable desire to know what B's name really is - Bernadette? Britney? Beyonce? Becky? For some reason I decided it was Bridget. Anyway my point is, I should have been wrapped up in Brownlee's story, not using all this headspace trying to guess her daughter's name. It distanced me from the narrative.Towards the end my curiousity was all too much for me and I googled Lucie Brownlee and found many photographs of her husband online. He was a fine looking man who looked like someone I wish I had known, and I felt far sadder about his demise once I had a face to put to her mourning. I don't know if this is yet another indication of my shallow and unfeeling nature or a reflection on Brownlee's writing.This book was originally published as "Me After You"
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