The Three Weissmans of Westport, Cathleen Schine

I enjoyed this book. It's silly and kind of pointless, but I was in the mood for fiction, trapped in a basement apartment with a sick child during a trip to Provo. I read it for the Jane Austen-ness of it. I read that it's meant to be a tribute to Sense and Sensibility ... and it was fun for me to read in that sense.

Lots of language and adultery and other things I don't appreciate, so I'd never recommend it to a friend. But I kept reading, wanting the Elinor character to find happiness, wanting Marianne to find comfort after her Willoughby character jilted her and took off to be the homosexual doctor in the cast of a famous soap opera.

The only element of the book that brought me any kind of pensive reflection was Mr. Weissman. Unlike Mr. Dashwood, Mr. Weissman chose to leave. But Schine portrays him as regretful, dissatisfied with his choice and sentimental over all he has lost. It made me think of my own life and the choices I make ... It's so ridiculous when pride keeps us from admitting our errors and we sentence ourselves to a lifetime of rejecting what we want over a moment of blindness when we didn't realize we wanted it so much. Terrible grammar. You know what I mean. I think. :)

Worth reading? Not really. Two stars.