Reading The Myth of You and Me was…odd. It’s about two women who were extremely close friends for a number of years, and then fall out because of a betrayal. Then one contacts the other after a long silence, because she is getting married.
Let’s just say it hit a little close to home this month. Stewart is a good writer. There were a few passages I found lovely and delightful. Her characters are real and vivid. I thought I was going to get through it without any swearing, but no luck–it starts up at about 3/4 of the way in. It’s not gratuitous, at least, but…my feelings about that stuff being what they are, it bummed me out. Without that element, the book would have been more enjoyable, but the story certainly felt real. The strangest part about reading this was that, despite how the book strayed from my own personal situation in the end, it convinced me that perhaps some things were best left alone. I’ll be thinking about this story, forgiveness, and my resemblance to this protagonist for a while. 3.5 stars.