Listen to the marriage, a novel. By John Jay Osborn
Book review
Welcome to Sandy’s office, a marriage therapist, that dude for people handling with their marriages to a dead end, because:
- someone cheated on someone else,
- you do not understand anymore the meaning of your staying together,
- there is no more intimacy,
- you have kids.
Welcome to Sandy’s office where you will meet Steve and Gretchen, guys like you, maybe, even if they are there not for the same reasons you would be.
Welcome to Sandy’s office! Come and meet a green armchair, screeching voluntarily with room furniture style. On that armchair, marriage is seated, listening, or…. you are going to listen to it.
It took the sculptural strength of a screenwriter to enter so deep inside the thin mesh of the dialogue between two partner that are entrenched into their pride (who is without sin throw the first stone).
How it ends?
I cannot tell you.
I can tell just it is like a mirror game in which everyone can see really what is missing, or at what point your marriage is.
I can tell you that listening to the marriage means re-thinking the meaning of intimacy, that is not just a matter of sex, but of language and intents.
Listening to the marriage means recovering a project because if you are here, at this point, surely you built something.
You can just give yourselves the chance to reinvent your way of living your marriage.
Good read.
