This is the story of a man and woman in love, with all the doubt, hesitation, delusion, jealousy, desire, passion, ecstasy and pain
of people thus enthralled.
The man, Robert, is every joy, every fear, every terrible thought and high-minded aspiration, every conceit, every strength and weakness of mind and body that any man has ever felt and known but only reluctantly acknowledged in himself. Nia reflects the tenderness, hope, fear, suffering, attempted dignity and primordial rage of all women.
The story is written so intimately and boldly, yet so subtly and nakedly, that the reader comes to Nia and Robert's ultimate and final humanity with a chastened heart.
This is the story of a man and woman in love, with all the doubt, hesitation, delusion, jealousy, desire, passion, ecstasy and pain
of people thus enthralled.
The man, Robert, is every joy, every fear, every terrible thought and high-minded aspiration, every conceit, every strength and weakness of mind and body that any man has ever felt and known but only reluctantly acknowledged in himself. Nia reflects the tenderness, hope, fear, suffering, attempted dignity and primordial rage of all women.
The story is written so intimately and boldly, yet so subtly and nakedly, that the reader comes to Nia and Robert's ultimate and final humanity with a chastened heart.