While I enjoyed this book, I think Good Grief by Lolly Winston does a better job of allowing you inside the grief process -- including a very memorable scene of showing up to work in pajamas; knowing it is not right, but unable to stop yourself.
The Year Of Magical Thinking is less about the process of grief and more about memoir and memory. In the end, I wasn't sure where the main character was in her "grief" or what she had been through. Just a lot of snapshots of life before and after the loss. Perhaps that is all it is meant to be.
Towards the end, I started counting how many times the main character, Work, "realized" something -- like he "realized" he was at home, or "realized" he needed to talk to his sister, or "realized" it was morning.
By the end, I didn't care what happened to him and just wanted him to stop stating the obvious before he acted.
I think the narration made a slow book seem even slower by adding emphasis and pause to each of these amazing insights.
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