The Year of Pleasures (Paperback)
Ballantine Books, 9780812970999, 225pp.
Publication Date: March 28, 2006
Betta Nolan moves to a small town after the death of her husband to try to begin anew. Pursuing a dream of a different kind of life, she is determined to find pleasure in her simply daily routines. Among those who help her in both expected and unexpected ways are the ten-year-old boy next door, three wild women friends from her college days, a twenty-year-old who is struggling to find his place in the world, and a handsome man who is ready for love.
Elizabeth Berg's The Year of Pleasuresis about acknowledging the solace found in ordinary things: a warm bath, good food, the beauty ofnature, music, friends, and art. "Berg writes with humor and a big heart about resilience, loneliness, love, and hope. Andthe transcendence that redeems,"said Andre Dubus about Durable Goods. Andthe same could be said about The Year of Pleasures.
From the Hardcover edition.
About the Author
Praise For The Year of Pleasures…
Praise for Elizabeth Berg
“The day you open this book you will miss all your appointments, because . . . you will read it straight through. . . . Berg’s writing is to literature what Chopin’s études are to music–measured, delicate, and impossible to walk away from until their completion.”
–Entertainment Weekly, about Range of Motion
“Lyrical from start to finish . . . Shaped by Berg’s artistic talents, these stories of ordinary people in ordinary situations are anything but ordinary.”
—Fort Worth Star-Telegram, about Ordinary Life
“Truth rings forth clearly from every page. Berg captures the way women think–and especially the way they talk to other women–as well as any writer I can think of.”
–The Charlottesville Observer, about Talk Before Sleep
“Berg’s lovely novels examine how some families grasp blindly at the ties that hold them together and some pluck them apart. Mending is no exception.”
–Entertainment Weekly, about The Art of Mending
“Elizabeth Berg is one of those rare souls who can play with truths as if swinging across the void from one trapeze to another.”
–Joan Gould, about Talk Before Sleep