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Reading this so closely after reading All Fours by Miranda July AND after seeing Babygirl....well, I've had my fill of middle-aged women in a sexual crisis. I say this as a *shudder* middle-aged woman.

A seemingly happily married couple opens up their marriage, questioning the labels of 'husband' and 'wife', and calls it polyamory. (hint: it's not).

The 'wife' in the story talks about how her husband is rather aimless, career-wise. He's never had a steady job during their entire marriage, instead working on his "art", bartending, and keeping up with the house duties. She, on the other hand, is a successful writer/ghostwriter and is frequently on book tours or spending time away from their home by staying in New York City. If he's so great....then what's the point of this entire thing?

Crush by Ada Calhoun is written less like a novel and more like a memoir. The writing is full of quotes and references to other authors. I did find this distracting; I wanted more of the meat of the story. I feel like referencing songs, quotes from novels or movie stars, etc., is a cop-out on talking about emotions or actual feelings.

I don't know. I think I'm just....over these types of stories. I'm all about women and their sexual freedoms, but I have to stop reading books or seeing movies about it, because it's all a giant *eye-roll* from me.

Thanks to NetGalley and the publishers for the opportunity to read and review this book.