Here’s a brief synopsis:
“In thirty days Clementine Pritchard will be finished with her last painting and her life.
“World-renowned artist and sharp-tongued wit Clementine Pritchard has decided that she’s done. After flushing away a medicine cabinet full of prescriptions, she gives herself thirty days to tie up loose ends—finish one last painting, make nice with her ex-husband, and find a home for her cat. Clementine plans to spend the month she has left in a swirl of art-world parties, manic work sessions, and outrageous acts—but what she doesn’t expect is to uncover secrets surrounding the tragedy that befell her mother and sister. In an ending no one sees coming, will we lose Clementine or will we find her?”
My synopsis and opinion:
Clementine Pritchard is truly a lady who you’ll instantly feel sorry for. Anyone who has had or is close to someone with mental illness can relate to her hardships — the dulling effect of brain-altering medications, the tendency to unintentionally tarnish close relationships with others, the seemingly hopeless outlook on life it often brings.
Clementine can’t handle it anymore, though. She’s been on medications for manic-depression for as long as she can remember. She feels as if she’s been going through life versus actually living it.
So she decides to end it. The book is a chapter-by-chapter countdown of the last 30 days Clementine plans to spend alive on earth.
She fires her therapist and her personal assistant, and subsequently, methodically begins to declutter and simplify her life as to not leave too many messes for those after her to clean up when she’s gone. She seeks out her MIA father, and begins to question the mysterious circumstances regarding her mother and sister’s tragic pasts.
My heart aches for her, so saddened that she feels as if she has no one she can trust, no one who can help her through her troubles and make life worth living.
I couldn’t help but notice that her closest friend, her cat, is named “Chuckles.” With roots reaching back into college literature classes that I still recall with precision, I can’t help but to think that this is a juxtaposition to the feelings Clementine has inside.
This book truly opens my eyes to the very-possible thoughts of those who are inexpressibly hurting. Many of them look normal. Happy, even. Clementine has everybody fooled. Yet beneath a firm exterior may lie heartache and despair.
I like how raw, how real this story is. I appreciate the no-frills, tell-it-like-it is personality she possesses. The character details are expertly hammered out and explored by Ream, in my opinion, making you feel like you have a vantage point to a very personal set of circumstances, no holds barred. I also appreciate that there’s humor throughout — Clementine is exceptionally sharp-witted and snarky! Lastly, I appreciate that it doesn’t end wrapped up with a bow, but leaves a bit more to your imagination — yet another way the candidness of real life is reflected in this tale.
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