What does an Oklahoma City housewife and mother of two teenagers
have in common with a New York City feminist author, drug user, murderer, and Mafia
accomplice? When you find out, you’ll be
as impressed with The Everyday Housewife: Murder, Drugs, and Ironing
by Bryan Foreman as I was. Foreman wrote
an iUniverse Editor’s Choice award
winning, out-of-the-box literary novel going far beyond just being called creative. In fact, the old adage about not judging a
book by its cover actually set the bar high for me as I adored his choice of
cover art, graphics and comic overtone. “Wow,” and “Over-the-top” is all I can say about his work – a definite
home run piece of wordsmithing genius.
The Everyday Housewife
truly is a multi-dimensional novel, as Bryan Foreman created his character,
Katharine Beaumont as being an author herself. He brings her writing within his novel, creating a “book within a book,”
so to speak. Then Foreman interleaves
Katharine’s thoughts, her morals, her steadfast fortitude and uniquely
individual decision making reasoning into ancillary tangents within his story,
creating a reading experience guaranteed to entertain and inveigle the most
sophisticated of audiences into overwhelming accolades of praise. As for the details of the storyline, perhaps
those are best left undisclosed; however the sequence of events, the people of
New York City, their attitude and personalities are cleverly depicted with
terse and focused character development, credible circumstances, and enjoyable
moments of interaction. The book moves along
at lightning speed, with a contemporary stylized attitude of a maternally
mature woman acting out what can be called childish behavior; however it is
postured as being understandable and even justified. These remarks may be considered “riddles” to
some reading this review, but it is for your own enjoyment to read this book
with an impressionable mind, not knowing the synopsis.
I have become an instant fan of Bryan Foreman’s work, and I
envision The Everyday Housewife
becoming not a blockbuster movie, but perhaps a Broadway play. It circles back to a point where I don’t see
a sequel in the making, but who knows what lies on the other side of Bryan Foreman’s
keyboard. One last detail of the book
not viewable on the cover is the back cover photograph. It is an ordinary picture looking up at some
of the New York City skyscrapers from street level, not an especially planned
shot but more like one would take while walking the city’s sidewalks. This is how people from “out of town” are
depicted by New Yorkers – standing out of the crowd as they gawk with their
mouths ajar and heads cocked back walking while looking at the skyline rather
than the sidewalk. A perfect ending
touch of intrinsic comic relief to this brilliant book.
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