Jan’s blog post originally published on BookPeople’s blog.
If Mary Miller’s last novel The Last Days of California was a love letter to adolescence, her latest work is a series of love letters to arrested development–letters never sent, pushed to the back of the desk drawer.
Jan’s head over heels for Always Happy Hour!
In Always Happy Hour, Miller glorifies life’s unevents: the life that happens between life happenings. The stories are connected through first person female narrators who inhabit roughly the same age and economic bracket. Their voices are distinct, but not distinct from one another’s. This is a world where windows are not for looking in on protagonists, but for these women to crawl through. One narrator could slip through the window of one story and seamlessly into another. Through repetition of this similar voice, Miller develops a new archetype: the single female worrier, the insecure young woman who rejects the wisdom of maturity. And…
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