I’ve read a couple of Nora’s non-fiction memoir style books but this is a work of fiction, although it still just feels like Nora sitting you down and telling you a story. It’s a relatively short book and I think that’s good because there’s not a lot of story or plot progression to follow.

We all know by now that Nora Ephron writes wonderfully with wit and nostalgia, hope and horror in equal measure. This is a short but sweet collection of essays that take a look at Nora’s early work in journalism, dealing with trying to remember people’s names, and how divorce can affect you in very different ways.

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