Wifey

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Norman. Since the POV is Sandy's, we don't see what goes on in his head. I think I may know a Norman irl, someone who wants a routine and freedom to do his guy stuff and not have to say all that touchy-feely junk and is so confused why his wives have not stayed with him. I can't say I understand him, but I do pity the fool. To grow up with a certain system and do all the things to have that system for yourself, then find that she wants you to second her emotions and be unable to adapt? That seems to be the sad grayness of many domestic partnerships.

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Sandy Pressman is a nice suburban wife whose boredom is getting the best of her. She could be making friends at the club, like her husband keeps encouraging her to do. Or working on her golf game. Or getting her hair done. None of this happens. The book contains sex aplenty, but no sensuality and no affection. The characters are alienated from one another and from themselves. In fact, they are written to be incapable of growth, flat and sterile as paper dolls. Sandy's inability to see those around her, even her own family members, as real people who must have thoughts and needs, signs her own emotional retardation. She is not a person, she is cipher for a demographic of women whose crippled condition Blume wishes to convey. now, i have no interest in playing tennis or raising kids, but i still am a bit of a chauvinist.i don't know, even though she is frigid and a terrible mother and has a shittily distant (now ex) husband, i sort of envy betty draper. if i had her life, i would just be curled up all day, reading. i would probably ignore the kids as much as she does, but i would have a maid for them to play with, so whatever. all i would have to do is like toss some shit in aspic and call it a meal, smoke some cigarettes, and look pretty. the rest of the time would be all me-time. and that's all i want. i like my job just fine, but if i didn't have to work, if all i had to do was read all day and occasionally frost a cake? i would be in fun city. Oh holy crap. Wow. That was pretty great. This is as close to a romance novel as I will ever get even though it was pretty spectacular. Was this really what 1970 was like? You're 33 and married with two kids and dudes from all over want to bone you? You get obscene phone calls and every guy you meet wants to "do it" (italics original) with you? Will that happen to me when I'm 33? It sure isn't happening now. Is it just because everyone was a swinger then?

I finished this book this afternoon and disappointed to say the least. My hunch is that this book had it's heyday when it was released and wasn't meant to really stand the test of time. My first novel for adult readers! Funny and baaad, Sandy Pressman was raised to lead a fifties life. You know... grow up, get a college degree in case, god forbid, you ever have to go to work, marry well, have children and....that's the problem...and what??? For Sandy, it's the summer she begins to question her choices and give in to her fantasies. Wifey” marks the first announced television project for Shaw since her Showtime series “SMILF”— which she created, starred in, served as showrunner on, and directed — was canceled last year amid allegations of misconduct. Shaw’s overall deal with ABC Studios was suspended at that time, but according to sources she was eventually paid out the full amount of her deal after an internal investigation by the studio cleared her of wrongdoing. She is also set to write and direct the feature “Ultraluminous” produced by Steven Soderbergh, which will mark her directorial feature debut. As an actor, she has appeared in shows such as “Mr. Robot,”“Homecoming,” and “Blue Mountain State.”

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With more than four million copies sold, Wifey is Judy Blume's hilarious, moving tale of a woman who trades in her conventional wifely duties for her wildest fantasies—and learns a lot about life along the way. I don't know how I managed to get through this book -I have read straight porn that had more of a story than this book did.

Here's where it starts...and for me, where it ends. We aren't a chapter into this book and I'm just certain that what we'll find that what Sandy really needs is an emotional connection, and that we'll wade through a story - perhaps a lurid story, I'm never really afraid of those - of someone who may or may not find what they're looking for. Norman collapsed on the floor, howling like an animal. Sandy vaulted past him into the next room. She couldn't decide what to do. Call the police? Somehow this seemed a little above Officer Hubanski's pay grade.

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Written in the 1970s, Wifey is about Sandy, a wife whose two children are currently away at summer camp and how she fills her time without them at home. Sandy’s husband Norman encourages her to take golf and tennis lessons at the club, and to socialize with the other wives there. Sandy isn’t really interested in these activities but gives them a half-hearted attempt to appease Norman. Things aren’t great in their marriage and Sandy finds herself often thinking about other men. overall, the book is very all right. it is not comical enough to poke fun at, and it is not good enough to really like. but it is a fast read, with no headaches; it is a fine one-day diversion. I also got the impression that J. Blume is trying to play both sides of the fence, delivering the goods to readers expecting a modicum of titillation, and at the same time avoiding the complexity of Jong's writings & other texts coming out of the women's lib movement during that decade. So yes i think I can say I still enjoy a good sex scene in my books ;) and Judy Blue is very capable of that. The language is a bit rough but yeah.To me, Blume got the inner life of this cowardly woman, Sandy, all wrong. And I can understand why that would happen. I think women, especially married women, but actually most of us, learn to protect ourselves from judgment and ostracism by writing so many layers of narrative about our selves, and then wrapping our real, vulnerable selves up in those narratives. Eventually, something that we were playing at becomes who we are in an instinctive way. But, I don’t think it becomes who we are in a complete way. I have read about 1/5th now and I can't say I am really loving it. it feels a bit weird but that can also be because I could not keep my eyes open and I kept forgetting who was who last night.