I have a confession to make. I love The Witches of Eastwick. The movie is a total guilty pleasure, and I’m not usually guilt-induced by my movie preferences- if I like it, that’s good enough for me- but this one’s so over the top I can’t help but feeling a little embarrassed to admit how many times I’ve watched it. The book, however, is no guilty pleasure. It varies greatly from the movie, and is a great read while also being an interesting examination of women’s power, including how they use that power against each other and allow men to subvert that power. It’s really well written, and I’ve read it a number of times- it’s one of my go to books when I want a comfort read. I wrote more about it here, if you’re interested.
So imagine my excitement yesterday when, at the bookstore with the girls, I found Widows of Eastwick on the new fiction shelf. John Updike wrote a sequel! I seriously can’t contain myself, and am trying to figure out how to have time to sequester myself somewhere to read for hours. That won’t happen, but I still can’t wait to get reading.
Believe it or not I haven’t read this book! I haven’t even seen the movie…..where have I been??! Let us know if the sequel is good.