About this item. Specifications Number of Pages: Description The beloved author of Dancing Naked at the Edge of Dawn returns with the story of five women who had nothing in common but one extraordinary friend.
Inside is a pair of red sneakers filled with ashes and a note that will forever change their lives. Katherine's oldest and dearest friend, the irrepressible Annie Freeman, left one final request--a traveling funeral--and she wants the most important women in her life as "pallbearers. At every stop there's a surprise encounter and a small miracle waiting, and as they whoop it up across the country, attracting interest wherever they go, they share their deepest secrets--tales of broken hearts and second chances, missed opportunities and new beginnings.
I This book was just what I needed to give me a much needed lift. I loved the premise, the empowering of women who get stuck in their lives. But I found the writing to be too glib, too easy to wrap up with a nice bow. I would have liked to see some honest to goodness conflict between these women. After all these were women who really did not know one another, but aside from occasional hints at squabbles, someone taking too long at the bathroom sink it was all one big love fest.
The writing style to me was unattractive. This was my introduction to Kris Radish. I have more of her work on my to read list.
I hope I enjoy those more. Apr 26, Carla rated it did not like it Shelves: quit-reading-it , chick-lit , fiction. I'm more than half way through this book, but I am giving up on it which I don't do often. The concept is ok, and I like the progressive thinking, but the book is so overwritten and repetitive that I probably know what's going to happen, just like the omniscient Annie, who "knew" what would happen when she asked her best friends to travel together to scatter her ashes around the country.
The story is a tear-jerker, but it's predictable and I am tired of being hit over the head again and again I'm more than half way through this book, but I am giving up on it which I don't do often. The story is a tear-jerker, but it's predictable and I am tired of being hit over the head again and again by what's going to happen. It takes any joy out of the story when things actually happen. The action is written almost as an afterthought.
I feel like I'm pretty tolerant of imperfect writing, I read tons of romances, but this sentimental fantasy of these powerful women bonding leaves me cold. There is just not enough fun or learning going on for me to put up with the writing style. Apr 02, Kendra rated it did not like it. This one wasn't any better. I actually really like the idea of a traveling funeral to celebrate someone's life by spreading her ashes around the country in the places that meant something to her. Too bad that I HATE Kris Radish's writing style -- overly flowery, full of middle-aged grrrl-power, not the least bit believable, and then there's the small problem of the fact that her characters all blend together, except for the fact that one of them likes to say "shit" constantly.
This book hurt my brain. Mar 26, J. Sutton rated it it was ok. It seemed like a missed opportunity.
Oct 13, Betsy rated it did not like it Shelves: bookgroup. Oct 28, Heather is currently reading it. I have to say, I'm disappointed with this book so far. The writing is so flowery not the right word that it gets in the way of a potentially great story. View all 3 comments. Jun 25, amaya rated it did not like it Shelves: book-discussion-reads. I have never had such a difficult time trying to finish a book. This one took me a bloody month to read, and I managed to finish it just minutes before I went to my book discussion group.
It required much patience and resulted in a lot of eye-rolling and exasperated sighs. I am not one to give up on a book; the fact that I nearly did so after every chapter but kept reading is a testament to, well, really just an insane level of resolve on my part, cos this was terrible. I can easily I have never had such a difficult time trying to finish a book.
I can easily read a book in a day when I have the time, and it's rare that a book takes me more than two or three days Tolstoy notwithstanding, lol. A book this small should have taken me a few hours at best. I was intrigued by the premise and had high hopes - which were quickly dashed by the plot's execution and disappointing, monotonous writing style. This book basically consists of one character with different names, one of which dies not a spoiler if you've read the title.
The vernacular is off-putting it's very romanticised; an example: Annie says to her caregiver, and I don't know about you, but my mates and I have different speaking styles, yet the writing here has the group of girls sounding absolutely identical - though they've never met before, imagine that! Were there men in this book? I think It's a book about women by a woman for women - simple ones. The author tells the reader how to feel without backing her claims using proper context the most obvious being a case of 'Annie G Freeman is the most wonderful, amazing, intelligent woman to have ever existed!!!!
She's so brill, I don't even need to develop the character at all! I barely slogged through this one; I hope I can save you the headache of attempting the same. Nov 01, Deb rated it did not like it.
The road to a bad novel is paved with good intentions. Nine times out of ten, when a novelist wants to do me good, or inspire me, or teach me, I end up hating the book. I won't rule out the possibility that I am just a nasty, negative person, but I will go out on a limb with this book and say it's not me, it's Kris Radish. This novel is bad. The premise is cute: Annie Freeman, who dies of cancer, asks a group of her women friends to scatter her ashes in various American locales that h The road to a bad novel is paved with good intentions.
The premise is cute: Annie Freeman, who dies of cancer, asks a group of her women friends to scatter her ashes in various American locales that held special meaning for her. None of these women know each other, but while on the trip, they bond with each other based on their love for Annie. Each of them is inspired to change her life for the better, based on Annie's wisdom and example. Annie is incredibly wise, dynamic, funny, altruistic, intelligent, loving. So we are told, over and over and over again. But we never meet Annie in flashback. The author does not give us a chance to form our own opinion of Annie.
We are simply told how wonderful she is, and how wonderful her friends are, and how all the strangers they meet along the way are astounded by their love and their womanly womanness. It gets very tedious very fast. The women on the funeral trip all sound alike, except for the one woman with a penchant for scatological slang.
Their conversation reads like a transcript from a feminist group-therapy session: "'I feel ready to open up the boundaries of my own world,' Balinda confesses.
This isn't it! I barely slogged through this one; I hope I can save you the headache of attempting the same. A special person in Annie's life was at each destination to shed more light on her life, and life and living in general. The road to a bad novel is paved with good intentions. The dialogue is contrived, descriptions are overwrought, and the writing just plain annoying.
My library has a nice section of "how to write" manuals, and I'm sure most of them include some variation of the old advice, "show, don't tell. Feb 12, Adrienne rated it did not like it Shelves: dnf. A truncated review: I did not finish this book. While the premise is loaded with potential, the book waxes far too philosophical to be enjoyed at least by me. The author's narration consistently interrupts and overshadows the action, and every moment in the book is supposedly filled with deep and life-changing meaning, which is obviously not possible.
Moreover, the book is full of curse words, some of which are out-of-place and forced. Many sentences are repetitive "She would have A truncated review: I did not finish this book.
Many sentences are repetitive "She would have loved Oct 10, Teresa rated it did not like it. Virtually unreadable chick lit.
The pastel cover with ladies' appendages flailing about in a convertible is a big clue. But since it's a book group choice, I delved in. The first chapter was about a woman's relationship with her tattered bra, and all of the life events it had supported her through. I put it down, picked it up again and thumbed through to see if it would get better. It doesn't. From what I can tell, women travel across the country, drink champagne, bond and gurgle up sentimental Virtually unreadable chick lit.