" I would definitely read Amy Bloom's work again. I love her narrative restraint and her psychological and social insights into characters; these two (an ability to "show, not tell" matched with having something worth telling) make her stories engrossing. I particularly loved the opening "quartet" (that's how Bloom referred to her interlacing short stories in the interview at the end of the edition I read) when she explores the growing relationship between two middle-aged friends whose lives are intertwined and whose romance complicates those other connections. The love between William and Clare was poignant, messy, sexy, and real (not necessarily in that order and not necessarily all at once). A thread of loss runs through this book, and that is where I found it the most powerful, when it examines the beauty of love in a life and the necessity of loss that renders that love both excruciating and indelible, even as all things change and all people pass from this earth. Those meditations (carried on indirectly and sparely, as is Bloom's wont) were quite moving.
So why am I giving the collection three stars rather than four stars or five stars? The second quartet about Julia and Lionel (an interracial couple with a complicated family) ended up rambling a bit and ultimately felt more soap-opera-y to me than vivid and real. I thought the first half of the collection was more taut and understated. There came a point in the Julia and Lionel quartet when the narration was catching me up on the domestic lives of the characters (the next generation after Julia and Lionel), and I could almost hear a voice-over saying "Last week, on 'Julia and Lionel: The Next Generation'..."
Rich characters and poignant stories. Particularly dug the two stand-alone stories about characters who are left out of the grand narratives they witness: one story about a social worker who observes the experiences of a girl with a flesh-eating virus and the other about a roommate who struggles with the loss of her friend through a brutal rape and murder. (Summarizing them makes the soap opera element more apparent than it feels in reading either of those stories, no matter how gothic the circumstances of their unfolding.) "
— Cat, 1/31/2014