Sheila Levine is Dead and Living in New York

Reading about the Mary Tyler Moore show, I was curious to read Gail Parent’s first novel, Parent a writer for the show. Fortunately, a copy of the book existed in the stacks of the library. Unfortunately, I read it. It seems like a strong concept– single gal in NYC troubled by her inability to find the right apartment, job, or marriage. The jokes come at you from the side, and frequently aren’t that funny. In the end, the narrator, Sheila, decides to kill herself and like a good Jewish daughter, arranges to buy her own grave and tombstone. She finally finds a guy who she likes sleeping with, but he’s into her suicide pact and encourages it, along with whining for her to send him pot while he’s in jail avoiding alimony charges. Meh, hands thrown in the air.