This stories in this book have a very introspective and somewhat melancholic tone. Stylistically, it reminds me a bit of Alain de Botton’s The Course Of Love, but from a female-centric perspective. Doris Lessing is a very skilled writer with the ability to weave story, philosophy, and a keen observation on the unspoken things in life.

One thing I dislike is the amount of extramarital affairs. Why are all contemporary books like this??