I only have one (adult) backlist title of Wolitzer's to go, so I'm pretty sure I can call this my least favorite book of her collection. (Though my ratings system is still bonkers; I'm not bitterly disappointed by this one the way that I was with Allegra Goodman's THE CHALK ARTIST, for example!)
I'm giving it a 3 because it's an decent story. We follow Laura, roughly from the mid-60s to the mid-80s, as she's sort of swept up into a marriage she finds lackluster, has a kid, divorces and then "comes out" to herself after some experiences with women. We also see perspectives from her ex, David, her long-term lover, Jane, and her 11-year-old son, Ian.
Mostly I was struck by the cultural differences between 50-30 years ago and now. Laura worked drawing cartoons for a Highlights-style magazine that touted itself as "anti-sexist and anti-racist" but "anti-homophobic" hadn't entered the buzzwords lexicon yet. Wolitzer describes a world where gay people live on the fringes, and couples like Laura and Jane, who ultimately move to the suburbs, are exceedingly rare. David starts dating a social worker, and at first she describes homosexuality in "scientifically abnormal" terms. That sort of attitude would not be in the mainstream for the psychological professions today.
There's also a couple of suburbanite "villains" who vex me enough that I want to groan about them here. Not so much that Elaine "I'm not homophobic BUT" Frankel and Mike "I guess you're not interested in my opinion on the matter (of your personal relationship)" Berger were badly written, really. They were believable enough for people who don't get POVs. I just wanted to smack them. :P And sometimes David, too, though at least he gets more dimension beyond being weirded out/threatened by his ex-wife's orientation. I mean, these are pretty understandable feelings in the face of bigotry, but I didn't feel very challenged beyond that. I simply sat back and appreciated that Laura and Jane got this space to mull through the various realities of their lives.
For Wolitzer, this feels like a "sophomore slump." Presumably she wrote this book to explore underrepresented people and situations. But there was a one dimensional feel at play. The present day stories felt well fleshed out, but the backstories were more shallow. We also did a fairly significant jump in time from the beginning of the Jane/Laura relationship to five years down the road. This was a short novel; not sure it could sustain the leap. I think I'm just more used to Wolitzer's sprawling epics where the language is more evocative and the characters have more room to breathe. This didn't even really read like a Wolitzer book.
At the same time I'm bummed by my response because I want to read more fiction about lesbians. It feels like I'm surrounded by stories of the male gay experience, but not as much of the female one. I guess I should keep looking, and meanwhile I'll continue to read Wolitzer's frontlist! I'm still very much on board with where she is with her writing now.