“Exuberant . . . A lighter, more lilting meditation on men and women, released in perfect time for summer reading . . . Hustvedt is a fearless writer . . . The reward for readers comes in the sheer intelligence of her prose . . . There is terrific writing here, mulling the gifts and limits of art, sex, marriage, but the touch is emphatically light . . . She’s managed not to shrink the truth of women’s lives, without relinquishing love for men.”—San Francisco Chronicle
“Elegant . . . a smart and surprisingly amusing meditation on love, friendship, and sexual politics.”—The Miami Herald
“A mesmerizing and powerful meditation on marriage, the differences between the sexes, aging and what it means to be a woman . . . Truly breathtaking . . . Rich with both the pleasures and sorrows that make life complete, this is a powerful and provocative novel that will have astute readers reconsidering where exactly the boundaries between truth and fiction lie.”—Bookpage
“Composed in tight vivid prose, The Summer Without Men is energetic, and handles its subjects with depth and wit, painting its characters and their complex emotions in the kind of detail that rings true to life.”—Bibliokept.org
“[A] 21st century riff on the 19th-century Reader-I-married-him school of quiet insurgent women’s fiction . . . Tart comments on male vs. female styles of writing-and reading-novels are a delight . . . A smart, sassy reflection on the varieties of female experience.”—Kirkus Reviews
“Breathtaking . . . hilarious . . . What a joy it is to see Hustvedt have such mordant fun in this saucy and scathing novel about men and women, selfishness and generosity . . . Hustvedt has created a companionable and mischievous narrator to cherish, a healthy-minded woman of high intellect, blazing humor, and boundless compassion.”—Donna Seaman, Booklist (starred review)
“Intellectually spry . . . An adroit take on love, men and women, and girls and women.”—Publishers Weekly
Siri Hustvedt was born in 1955 in Northfield, Minnesota. She moved to New York City in 1978 and earned her Ph.D. in English literature at Columbia University in 1986. She is the author of five novels, including The Sorrows of an American, What I Loved, The Enchantment of Lily Dahl, and The Blindfold, as well as two collections of essays, A Plea for Eros and Mysteries of the Rectangle, and most recently The Shaking Woman or A History of My Nerves. She lives in Brooklyn with her husband, Paul Auster.
Sometime after he said the word pause, I went mad and landed in the hospital. He did not say I don’t ever want to see you again or It’s over, but after thirty years of marriage pause was enough to turn me into a lunatic whose thoughts burst, ricocheted, and careened into one another like popcorn kernels in a microwave bag. I made this sorry observation as I lay on my bed in the South Unit, so heavy with Haldol I hated to move.