Looking for a nice beach read? A story about the lives and loves of two best friends, freckled and smartypantsed? Imaginative and precocious? Getting into scrapes?
Getting beaten by their dads, brothers and husbands? Getting raped by their neighbors?
In picturesque postwar Italy?
Nothing like a trilogy about patriarchal brutality and poverty to help a Thinker for Hire unwindulax and enjoy the carcinogenic Denver sunshine.
In earnest. Elena Ferrante’s novels are just what I needed this summer. A beach read for the overhot Rocky Mountains.