The pleasant rhythm of Vincent’s routine is interrupted, though, when a friend introduces her to the energetic, violently attractive Loup-a 24-year-old who, like his wolfish namesake, symbolizes a force equally captivating and dangerous. In Paris, she can be “simply Vincent, not Vincent the wife or Vincent the mom or Vincent the daughter or Vincent the sister.” Vincent stays in her artist parents’ lush apartment hosts dinners attended by a cast of cultured acquaintances and teaches a class on journaling. When Vincent Wilde’s husband, Cillian, a renowned author, publishes a novel that tells the thinly veiled story of their relationship-and reveals the existence of an illegitimate child he fathered at age 15-she finds solace in temporarily relocating to Paris, home of her namesake, Van Gogh. Agent: Kerry D’Agostino, Curtis Brown.A woman flees her recently torn-apart marriage to Paris, where she reevaluates her life. This has its moments, but it’s not Cross-Smith’s best. Cross-Smith offers a refreshing take on a woman’s story of midlife upheaval, but there isn’t much in the way of narrative momentum, and Vincent’s vacillation between Cillian and Loup ends up feeling like the author is merely spinning her wheels. After Vincent’s work visa expires, she is forced to choose between her former life with Cillian and the new one she’s built in Paris. Now, Vincent emails with Cillian’s ex, Siobhan, and Cillian and Siobhan’s son, Tully, with whom she unexpectedly becomes fast friends. Though her life may seem like an expat’s dream, she’s there because her estranged husband, Cillian, published a bombshell of an autofictional novel revealing his past relationship with another woman, which involved a secret pregnancy. She also makes jewelry, entertains friends in a posh apartment, and is embroiled in a love affair with Loup, one of her students. In Paris, 44-year-old Vincent works as an art teacher.
A woman grapples with love and the emotional turmoil that comes with it in the long-winded latest from Cross-Smith ( This Close to Okay).
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