The Blasphemy Box
“You know that nightmare you’ve always had? The one where you wake up one day to find yourself fat, frumpy, fifty and alone? I’m living it.”
Maddy Nelson has an idyllic existence: a handsome husband, great kids, a comfortable, affluent lifestyle. One morning soon after she turns fifty, however, she wakes up in her San Francisco home to find her husband Steven announcing that he’s leaving her for a woman half her age. And a third of her size.
Ouch!
Feeling totally unmoored and grieving for her married life and husband, Maddy finds herself thrust into an unfamiliar and uncomfortable world of middle-aged singledom. There, she must come to terms with her situation and embark on her new life: divorce proceedings, single parenting, internet dating, and trying to earn a living. It’s enough to drive her over the brink. To help her cope, she shares her struggles in a smart, wry blog named The Blasphemy Box, after her ex-husband’s obnoxious habit of having her drop a quarter into a wooden box every time she said something off color. Her madcap middle-aged adventures find her devoted readers who identify with her challenges.
In time, Maddy recreates herself and finds happiness in the arms of a good man, and a fulfilling new career as a novelist.
About Author Mandy Behbehani
Mandy Behbehani grew up in England and now lives in California. She holds a journalism degree from the University of Missouri-Columbia and is a professional journalist whose work has appeared in a variety of publications from the Los Angeles Times and the San Francisco Chronicle to W magazine, Town & Country magazine and Travel & Leisure magazine.
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I am human lol, so I cry when sad and yell if I am angry or mistreated. Most of the time I am on an even keel.
ReplyDeleteDepends on the emotion, if I'm angry, I'll try to take a walk to cool down. If I'm sad, I cry. Sometimes, I'll sleep which helps. Things are always better in the morning.
ReplyDeleteTo cope with emotions, I put in a movie and pop some popcorn and have a good bawl
ReplyDeleteUgh, I'm not good at coping with emotions. I do NOT like to cry. I do not like to get angry. I usually bury things & eventually it all comes to a head. And my husband usually bears the brunt of my outbursts.
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