THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES
Harper, 2009. 371 p. Fiction
After a life-saving blood transfusion, Joyce isn’t feeling quite herself. Well, naturally—given the tragedy of her disastrous miscarriage and eroding marriage. But she’s spouting off random architectural factoids of unknown origin and experiencing memories she’s never made. This seems beyond the normal grief pattern. And then there’s that handsome American man who keeps crossing paths with her. Could his blood donation of similar date have something to do with it? The coincidence seems…absurd, right?
With a premise that’s knowingly ridiculous, this story has modern-day fairy tale flavor. There’s something more here than the usual chick-lit fare. It’s a fun read, with lots of laughing-out-loud, but the saving grace is Joyce’s father. With an appealing eccentricity, he steals the show and this dearly odd Irishman and his bits of stored up wisdom will warm the cockles of your heart. Expletives included.