Everyone deals with grief in their own personal way. Take Carrie, for example. Getting over her mothers death from ovarian cancer takes the form of ramping up passive-aggressive office warfare, continuing her campaign to show her ex-husband she is over him (further increasing the distance between herself and her teenage daughter, natch), ridding herself of her mothers overweight cat Poncho, and consuming heroic quantities of red wine, spiked coffee and coffin nails. Nobodys perfect. Situated at the midpoint between the booze-soaked mayhem of Absolutely Fabulous and the middle-aged ennui of Anakana Schofields Malarky, this is a riotous assemblage of found objects, Choose Your Own Adventure-style in jokes and useful facts about mice. In her startlingly funny first novel, Hollie Adams takes the conventional wisdom about likeable literary heroines and shoves it down an elevator shaft.