This Book Will Change Your Life - Herself When She's Missing by Sarah Terez Rosenblum.

Travel. Read. More read. And apropos of nothing we suppose, or everything, maybe, the songs Making Love Out Of Nothing At All by Air Supply and Rolling In The Deep by Adele popped-up on the iPhone shuffle this afternoon as we were finishing the novel Herself When She's Missing by Sarah Terez Rosenblum. Random music shufflings aside though, as we listened to these songs we couldn't help but think that love no matter how we try to describe it, or who it's between ultimately travels, and even revels, in an endless series of commonalities ranging from immersion to joy to confusion to well, everything. Because when we are in love, trying to be in love, trying to figure how we got there, how we will stay in it, or get out of it, love is everything to us. It shades every conversation, every song, memory, and interaction. And when it's gone, those songs and conversations, and every interaction and memory we ever had as we were so hopelessly lost linger, shadowing the now, whether it's new love, or even just our efforts to breath after it's gone. Which is to say that Rosenblum is part of a grand experiment in trying to utilize art to capture what love is, the pain, the slights, the rush, smell, touch and taste. Which she does in an almost clinical manner. Which sounds negative. But should not. Because while Herself When She's Missing is a dissection of relationship, if not love itself, it is a masterful one at that. It is also something more though, because Herself When She's Missing understands just how smothering being in love can be, and Rosenblum's ability to capture that is anything but clinical. Instead it is overwhelming, even suffocating in the ways we want books, and sometimes lovers, to be. Grabbing our brains and emotions with both hands. Not letting go. And sure to change our life.