I
have loved Curtis Sittenfeld’s work from Prep to Eligible, but somehow I missed
The Man of My Dreams. Or, more honestly, I wasn’t crazy about the title and I
thought it would be a kind of Prince Charming fairy tale and I don’t love
happily ever after. But, it turned out to be something else entirely.
Sittenfeld’s
protagonist in Prep is lonely and angry; in The Man of My Dreams, Hannah
Gavener is lonely and sweet, unyielding in her self-examination and
self-deprecation, a little needy, kind, empathetic, a tad off-center. I felt
not only like I knew her, but like I could be
her.
The
novel begins with Hannah, age fourteen, living with her aunt because her angry
father threw the whole family out of the house. At fourteen, Hannah is obsessed
with celebrities and interested in a boy with a tattoo. The novel leaps forward
and Hannah-in-college struggles to make friends. In the working world, she is
still painfully unsure of herself. Over and over, she muddles through social
situations with pluck and determination. She gives her every failure thorough
examination.
Hannah
is not her sister Allison--married to a nice guy, making a nice family. She is
also not her cousin Fig—wild, self-centered, gorgeous. Hannah is tentative,
sweet, both too eager and too reluctant.
Sittenfeld’s
writing is funny, observant, dead-on. This book made me laugh, made me sigh
with frustration at Hannah’s every bad decision, and ultimately made me root
for her.
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