On the run together in the fierce desert, they speak of past hurts and betrayals.
Desperate for her father’s love, Snip follows. But the shadow of past mistakes looms large over the territory, and Bud must flee. Snip reaches Bud in the communal land of the Aborigines, and thinks that perhaps she has found home. With the note in hand, and with Dave, her handsome traveling companion by her side, Snip embarks on a journey into the Australian outback to find her father, Bud, and to unravel the terrifying silence of her childhood. It contains a check for $30,000 and one simple instruction: Hunt him down. That is until an envelope arrives, mailed by her grandmother before her death. Phillipa ‘Snip’ Freeman is an artist and a wanderer, proudly in control of her own world. It will make you question whether it is ever entirely possible to know another person. As she writes in her afterword, ‘That doesn’t mean this book is a memoir it’s many things to me, fiction and nonfiction, fantasy and fact, a quilt pieced together not only from my stories but those of my friends.’Ĭoolly impassioned, The Bride Stripped Bare tells startling truths about love and sex. In writing The Bride Stripped Bare, the author decided to remain anonymous so she would feel absolutely free to explore a woman’s inner world.
The question is, How long can she sustain a perilous double life? Inspired by a manuscript written by an anonymous Elizabethan woman who dared to speak of what women truly desire, she tastes for the first time the intoxicating power of knowing what she wants and how to get it. But the diary reveals a secret self, one who’s discovered that her new marriage contains mysteries of its own. To all who knew her, she was the Good Wife: happy, devoted, content. But it doesn't detract from a subtle portrait of a modern and rather alienating marriage, in which an intelligent woman has succumbed to an institution neither she, nor her husband, are altogether in tune with.A woman disappears, leaving behind an incendiary diary chronicling a journey of sexual awakening. This forceful universalising sometimes grates.
The "you" with which she characterises her heroine interestingly turns her into an object and, at the same time, forces the reader into the frame. Nikki Gemmell's prose has a wonderful sensuousness.
If The Bride Stripped Bare reveals little new about nakedness, the stripping is well done. So there's also occasion for a little rough trade. The more the appetites are fed, the more they want. For the first time, she discovers what best fuels it. She likes to teach (she was once a teacher) her lover the ins and outs, the pushes and pulls, of her particular machine. Our heroine's pleasure, graphic as it becomes, is hardly astonishing.
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