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Ann, a 33-year-old editor whose hair is prematurely gray, lives alone in New York with Emma Bovary, her Bichon Frise. She is attracted to Drew Gold, a rock star who also walks his dog in the park, but as with Malin, her colleague at the publishing house, their flirtatious friendship remains stalled and without romantic promise. There's also Buck, a suitor from the past whoAnn, a 33-year-old editor whose hair is prematurely gray, lives alone in New York with Emma Bovary, her Bichon Frise. She is attracted to Drew Gold, a rock star who also walks his dog in the park, but as with Malin, her colleague at the publishing house, their flirtatious friendship remains stalled and without romantic promise. There's also Buck, a suitor from the past who telephones from the Coast with empty promises to visit. And there's a tryst with a calligraphy instructor who plans to marry someone else. But basically Ann faces life alone with Emma, waiting for the man of her dreams....

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ISBN : 9780393025811
Format Type : Hardcover
Number of Pages : 253 Pages
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  • Barbara Cadwell
    2018-11-22 16:34

    As I referenced Joan Kaufman’s book in my book, the following excerpt from ‘The Universal Casting Studio’ says it all…Square on the floor, 'Dogs, Dreams & Men.' Short & Sweet…The title says it all.Dogs.Dreams.Men. Climbing the ladder, each rung reflects a theme of her life.O, Anna sees what she’s done.She’s done everything that’s reasonable, then some, and beyond.She’s squandered tremendous energy on significant others, including family. She’s given up the VT idea! She’s chosen to be content in God’s Corner of the World.She’s saddened seeing Etta, her beloved dog just laying on the sofa, so much vitality. She’s not forgotten 1st floor, porch, yard.She’s not seen Bob anywhere for months; but, Joe Loomis actually walked through a dream toward dawn, oblivious to everyone!She’s also comprehending that acceptance doesn’t mean approval.She’s paying attention to those things that have a tendency to bring her down and saying, "Thank you, but that’s not for me anymore."Meanwhile… She’s holding fast!She’s aware of unbelief, of believing in theory.She’s attentive to mode or mood, and upgrades!She’s realizing just how she lets go…, only to take it back!She’s asking God to redirect her attention to what he would have her be. She’s got enough faith in God’s love to know that a short, heartfelt prayer will suffice.She’s made an end to specific prayers. She’s trusting she’s been heard.She’s giving thanks for what already is.She’s giving thanks before desired results appear.She’s calling upon the love that surrounds her to guide her right now. Ah, if I really let go, maybe… Maybe?So, why wait?What am I waiting for?As you think.Does misery really love company?Classic line. 'God doesn’t make us wait, we’re the ones who make him wait,’ and refusing to mire in the past any longer, she determines to make that leap of faith, for faith is trust and trust is faith. After all, she’s a believer of ‘faithfulness’ which is the only antonym for betrayal. Meanwhile…So before reading, Anna says to Etta, “Just like my life, it’s novel!” Opens up the hardcover, and something pink slips out. Obviously placed between lines for safe-keeping, she reads what her mother wrote on the birthday card shortly before her father died.Happy Birthday to a DAUGHTER who’s… A – AltogetherD – DarlingO – OutstandingR – RemarkableA – AdmirableB – BeautifulL – Loveable and…E – Everything that a wonderful daughter should be!Book in one hand, pen in the other, she angles the lampshade then scans the back cover until lighting once more on that mysterious phrase defining love. Grounded on error, she wonders if she…?Once upon a time, maybe. Page one.