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“Light, zingy, and laugh-out-loud funny” (People), the New York Times bestselling novel about sex, love, and identity as seen through the eyes of a middle-aged woman and her college freshman son.
A forty-six-year-old divorcee whose beloved only child has just left for college, Eve Fletcher is struggling to adjust to her empty nest. One night she receives a text from an anonymous number that says, “U R my MILF!” Over the months that follow, that message comes to obsess Eve. While leading her all-too-placid life—serving as Executive Director of the local senior center and taking a community college course on Gender and Society—Eve can’t curtail her own interest in a porn website that features the erotic exploits of ordinary, middle-aged women like herself. Before long, Eve’s online fixations begin to spill over into real life, revealing new romantic possibilities that threaten to upend her quiet suburban existence.
Meanwhile, miles away at the state college, Eve’s son Brendan—a jock and aspiring frat boy—discovers that his new campus isn’t nearly as welcoming to his hard-partying lifestyle as he had imagined. Only a few weeks into his freshman year, Brendan is floundering in a college environment that challenges his white-dude privilege and shames him for his outmoded, chauvinistic ideas of sex. As the New England autumn turns cold, both mother and son find themselves enmeshed in morally fraught situations that come to a head on one fateful November night.
“The sweetest and most charming novel about pornography addiction and the harrowing issues of sexual consent that you will probably ever read” (The New York Times Book Review), Mrs. Fletcher is a timeless examination of sexuality, identity, parenthood, and the big clarifying mistakes people can make when they’re no longer sure of who they are or where they belong. “Tom Perrotta’s latest might just be his best” (NPR).
APPLE BOOKS REVIEW
Tom Perrotta, the author of bestsellers like Election and Little Children, is known for his gimlet-eyed depictions of America’s societal ills. In Mrs. Fletcher, he focuses on the hyperconnected age’s potential for communication breakdown. When empty-nester Eve Fletcher receives a lewd compliment via an anonymous text, she falls down the Internet’s more unsavory rabbit holes, becoming obsessed in a way that alters her perspective on everyday life. Meanwhile, her party-boy son is having an unexpectedly tough time at school. Perrotta’s deftly written, raunchy novel is touching and hilarious—and his sympathetic descriptions give even his characters’ major screw-ups emotional resonance.
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Fails In The End
Entertaining story and believable characters...a good beach read or airplane book. But the ending was totally disappointing and poorly crafted. It seemed like the author couldn’t decide how to end it and settled for a slapdash wrap up. This ruined the book for me and so I can’t really recommend it.
Liberal social issues grandstanding as a story about a college kid and his mother
I downloaded the sample of this novel and was immediately drawn into what seemed
a thoughtful and introspective work of literature. The story chronicles the journey of a mother as she navigates an empty nest and her son who explores newfound freedom as a resident college freshman.
What began as an enticing glimpse into the process of letting go and moving forward in a new season of life, told with humor and insight, quickly devolved into vulgar language and raunchy sexual exploits. All this gratuitous filth was firmly ensconced into SJW characters espousing Perrotas liberal views on gender fluidity, socialism , racism, feminism and all the other social isms. The battering ram of that was this bate and switch trash was offensive. The issues might have been better received had he chosen to respectfully continue writing the thoughtful novel I thought I bought about a mother and her son navigating the empty nest terrain and its inherent plethora of nuances.
It makes you think. It’s beautifully written. The characters are so complex they appear to be real people. Praise for Mr. Perrotta