Allison Weiss got her happy ending: a handsome husband, an adorable daughter, a job she loves, and the big house in the suburbs. But while waiting in the pediatrician’s office, she opens a magazine to a quiz about addiction and starts to wonder: Is a Percocet at the end of the day really different from a glass of wine? Is it such a bad thing to pop a Vicodin after a brutal Jump & Pump class, or if your husband ignores you? She tells herself that the pills help her make it through her days; but what if her increasing drug use, a habit that’s becoming expensive and hard to hide, is turning into her biggest problem of all?
Jennifer Weiner is one of those authors that if you run across her books and have a chance to read them, you must do it. You’d be silly not to. I ran across this one on NetGalley and immediately added it to my TBR.
This one especially intrigued me due to the involvement of drug addiction. It’s such an epidemic, especially in the area where I live and work. In some way, shape, or form, everyone I know has had the pill problem on their doorstep, whether it b personal, a friend, or a family. In a small town, you’re bound to know someone.
I’ve read a couple of Weiner books and form everything I’m seeing from readers, this is quite a bit darker than most of Weiner’s books. It still has the wit that she is known for, but she really dives into the issue.
I actually really loved how Weiner portrayed Allison’s character. I felt like she really got down to the root of the Allison’s problem and really helped me understand where it came from. The possibility that her childhood, her marriage, and even motherhood played a role. Not to mention her work as a blogger and the success she was gaining from it. It’s all kind of like a train wreck. You can’t quit watching her descent into addiction.
I also thought it was very interesting reading about Allison’s reasoning for not believing she had a problem. My friend WriteMeg hit the nail on the head with her review of this book. This book really makes you sit back and think about our personal addictions. They may not be nearly as destructive as Allison’s but we all have them. Reading, running, Netflix… not necessarily dangerous, but all can get in the way of life. Throw in a little time on Twitter, Facebook and Pinterest, and where did the day go? As Meg said, “We all have our coping mechanisms, our ways of tuning out the stresses of the day to finally find some measure of peace.”
I give All Fall Down 4 out of 5 bookmarks.
Also by this author:
Then Came You