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February 3, 2026 
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Dear readers,
What I wouldn’t give to be in the ocean with my friends right now rather than dodging filthy snow piles up to my waist!
Ah, escapism. One of the great joys of my work is trumpeting the merits of a standout book. This week I review “Clutch,” by Emily Nemens, which feels a bit like Mary McCarthy’s “The Group” updated for millennial women. It’s very, very good.
“Clutch” follows five friends around the age of 40 as they grapple with the joys and struggles of midlife. This is a common premise for a novel, sure, but Nemens, a former Paris Review editor, is in firm control of each part of the story. There’s a quiet confidence to the narration and structure, and the book’s humor and imagery really make it memorable. I was utterly engrossed — and it has one of the greatest endings I’ve read recently, with pyrotechnics only a billionaire with atmospheric ambitions (or his capable assistant) could arrange. You are in for a treat.
See you Friday.
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