![]() ![]() (At this point I’m still going with the story, I buy it). The only body part she can use are her eyelids. One morning Stella suddenly finds herself in the hospital with a debilitating sickness that leaves her paralysed. We are introduced to Stella Sweeney, who is 40, stuck in a marriage to an awful man (more on that later) and a mother to two teenagers. This was not the case with The Women Who Stole My Life or as I like to refer to it, The Book That Stole My Joy or A Rambling Story About a Nondescript Woman Which You Will Regret Reading. She writes with a sharp wit her Irish characters as familiar as old friends. She weaves difficult themes such as alcoholism, addiction, abuse and loss into fictional tales that easily draw you in. ![]() With one or two exceptions, her work has always been easy to read and deceptively lighthearted. I have been an avid follower of Marian Keyes for years, rereading my favourites again and again. This was not a review I looked forward to writing because I felt my disappointment so keenly. Title: The Woman Who Stole My Life by Marian Keyes ![]()
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