The Paris Wife

Hardcover | February 22, 2011

byPaula Mclain

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An instant national bestseller, this stunningly evocative, beautifully rendered story told in the voice of Ernest Hemingway's first wife, Hadley, has the same power and historical richness that made Loving Frank a bestseller.

No twentieth-century American writer has captured the popular imagination as much as Ernest Hemingway. This novel tells his story from a unique point of view - that of his first wife, Hadley. Through her eyes and voice, we experience Paris of the Lost Generation and meet fascinating characters such as Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald, Gertrude Stein, Ezra Pound, and Gerald and Sara Murphy. The city and its inhabitants provide a vivid backdrop to this engrossing and wrenching story of love and betrayal that is made all the more poignant knowing that, in the end, Hemingway would write of his first wife, "I wish I had died before I loved anyone but her."

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The Paris Wife is a delicious story … one that transports you to a moment in time when the stars collided, at least for a precious few. From the inside jacket cover… “In 1920 Chicago, Hadley Richardson is a quiet twenty-eight year old who has all but given up on love and happiness until she meets the youthful returning war hero Ernest Hemmi...

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An instant national bestseller, this stunningly evocative, beautifully rendered story told in the voice of Ernest Hemingway's first wife, Hadley, has the same power and historical richness that made Loving Frank a bestseller. No twentieth-century American writer has captured the popular imagination as much as Ernest Hemingway. This nov...

PAULA MCLAIN was born in Fresno, CA in 1965. After being abandoned by both parents, she and her two sisters became wards of the California Court System, moving in and out of foster homes for the next 14 years. Eventually, she discovered she could — and wanted to — write. She received her MFA in poetry from the University of Michigan in...

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Format:HardcoverDimensions:336 pages, 9.67 × 6.57 × 1.08 inPublished:February 22, 2011Publisher:Doubleday CanadaLanguage:English

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Rated 4 out of 5 by from Interesting but depressing I read this last year and it started off really well with the main character as an independent woman but when she moves to Paris with Hemingway she loses all sense of herself and her sad life spirals. I would still recommend it though.
Date published: 2016-01-06
Rated 2 out of 5 by from Fell short This book was recommended to me and I'm not sure what I expected, but I was "waiting for something" of significance to happen for a while. While I'm happy I could delve into the life of someone so revered and those around him, it fell short for me.
Date published: 2012-10-07
Rated 4 out of 5 by from There's always two sides to every story Hadley first met Ernest Hemingway at a friend’s party when he was just a young budding writer. A whirlwind courtship began and they soon found themselves living the life in Paris, surrounded by fellow writers and mentors. As Ernest works hard to make a name for himself, he stops at nothing to gain that success – regardless of the bridges he burns and the people he hurts. Whether you know much about the man himself, Ernest Hemingway is a household name. However, fewer people know about Hadley Richardson, and McLain does a great job of shedding light to this woman who was not only a wife but a muse to the famous writer. Admittedly, I didn’t know much about either of these characters, so The Paris Wife allowed me to get to know both of them. With no preconceived notions of what Hemingway was like, I found this factual/fictional account to be quite eye-opening. As the saying goes, there’s always two sides to every story. My lack of prior knowledge of Hemingway may have hindered some aspects of the story, where I might not have grasped the significance of the people or the moment in the scene, but I merely looked at it as part of the overall picture. McLain’s writing is eloquent and beautiful, a fitting narrative for the time period and setting for this novel. She tells a strong tale of young unrequited love developing into the later bickering married life. Even though I gathered what the end result of the story would be, the journey that lead to that point is all together satisfying. You feel, as the reader, that you’re growing with this young woman as she comes into her own and seeing the world through her eyes. You experience her joys and anguishes, her trials and tribulations; seemingly all from the vantage point of her memoir. This, and other reviews can be found on my blog JustALilLost.com
Date published: 2012-04-17
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Left me thinking Though I knew how it would end,as it is based on true facts, I was still finding myself emotionally involved. I'm not one to read historical books but enjoyed the scenery, the characters and of course their love. I often think back on this story.
Date published: 2012-03-31
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Not quite what I expected... To be honest, I'm not entirely sure what I expected out of this book, but I did end up really liking it! It was a book that made you say "are you kidding me? how could you put up with that?" but the more you read it, the more you can understand Hadley's decisions... and the fact that this book can do that is what makes it a great read.
Date published: 2011-12-21
Rated 5 out of 5 by from A keeper! An enjoyable read from beginning to end. Don't usually read "love" stories but so glad I pick this one up.
Date published: 2011-11-24
Rated 2 out of 5 by from Didn't identify with the characters I found this book a difficult read. I had trouble finishing it. I picked up the book based on the premise (a book written from the point of view of Hemmingways wife). I found the characters frustrating and difficult to follow and didn't identify with anything in the book.
Date published: 2011-11-17
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Eye opener of the roaring 20s The Paris Wife is a well researched fiction of Ernest Hemingway's early years told by his first wife Hadley Richardson.From the start of their relationship there was unbalance,he was in love with himself and his career. Hardley was there to listen and love him. It was the roaring 20s...allot of drinking,unsual lifestyle,open love affairs, joy and sadness. Hemingway wrote at the end of his life that he would have rather die than fall in love with anyone but his first wife Hadley Richardson. It's a story of love and torn loyalty.
Date published: 2011-10-29
Rated 4 out of 5 by from A great story This novel/biography is from the point of view of Hadley Richardson, Ernest Hemingway's first wife. It depicts the time line of meeting in Chicago, travelling to Paris, having a child in Toronto and back to Paris. The author has managed to capture the characters and the ambiance of the 1920s. Nowadays we have our 'bad' celebs like Paris Hilton. This story takes the reader on a journey of how two people in love degrade into these 'bad' people along with the others of the time like Gertrude Stein and Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald. The reader does not know whether to feel sorry for Hadley and her love and support of the larger than life Hemingway or wring her neck over her seeming 'wimpiness'. McLain brought the characters to life and made me first google about Hemingway's life and second want to read some of his novels a second time.
Date published: 2011-10-07
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Cost of the "Good Life" Before there were the Paris Hilton's and Kim Kardasian's of the world, there was Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Stein and many others. Decadence of the rich and famous and those seeking notoriety is not new, but this story beautifully showed the descent into hell that occurs when you give up your integrity when chasing that life. This part of the writing I loved. It was rich and soulful and carrried the story to the end. However, I wasn't sure throughout the story whether we should feel sorry for Hadley or admire her for the way she handled the life she chose with Hemingway, and the cost she paid for that life. You can decide for yourself, but I never really got invested in her while reading the story. His demons on the other hand were very compelling. I think that may be part of the brilliance of the book.
Date published: 2011-08-19
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Good, Easy Read I found this book to be a good love story and an easy read. The writing some simple and straight forward, with a poetic edge. I have never thought of Ernest Hemingway this way so it was definatley interesting. You follow the love story from beginning to end. Definately a summer read!
Date published: 2011-08-12
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Good Book I enjoyed the book though it got a little "slow" in the middle. It is a good and easy book!
Date published: 2011-07-31
Rated 4 out of 5 by from Wrestling with the word and the characters I admit that I could not put down a book that held my attention like The Paris Wife did. However, I agonized over the characters and I wanted to kick every single one of them in the seat of the pants. They were agonizing and frustrating to the very end. Well written book but perhaps not to everyone's liking.
Date published: 2011-07-20
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Oh, the agony! (of these characters' lives) - but well written! I picked up this book because it had an interesting premise: a story told from the point of view of Ernest Hemingway's wife. I also like that it is based on true events (did a search about Hemingway while reading this book). Like many other reviewers, I agree that the characters were frustrating to follow, even Hadley in her flip-flopping emotions and despair as she held onto Hemingway's affection. The author did an amazing job of telling the story and weaving in many of their friends and acquaintances, while describing their surroundings, between skiing and dining with friends, the bulls charging through the streets of Spain, and so on. I found it was so well-written that I couldn't put it down. I was intrigued by the ending, particularly the author's reference to other titles that she used to help her along with the story, so I might do some further reading (see my recommendations for titles).
Date published: 2011-07-13
Rated 4 out of 5 by from May have to re-read some Hemingway This is a beautifully written book, bringing to life the Paris (and other locales such as Chicago) during the roaring twenties. There were times when reading The Paris Wife that I really disliked Hadley and Ernest. I found her whiny and too passive much of the time and he was just a jerk. I realize I am thinking too much with a modern mindset, which was still very new then, and is probably unfair of me. There are spoilers below for anyone who doesn't know how their story plays out. Near the end when the affair gets more intense, I really grew to hate Pauline and Ernest. I was frustrated with Hadley for being such a pushover about the whole thing. The only thing that made me feel better was knowing that Pauline would also be left in the dirt for Ernest's next conquest. It occured to me then, that the goal of great fiction is to draw you into the story and to wreak havoc with your emotions. This book certainly did that to me and I applaude the author. I may also have to re-read some of Hemingway now that I know a bit more about the circumstances. I hated The Sun Also Rises, but I think I understand it a bit more now.
Date published: 2011-07-13
Rated 5 out of 5 by from WOW! I just finished reading this book and I loved it. I loved the author's writing and the way she described and conveyed Paris in the 1920's. The story was agonizing but also beautiful. At times it was frustrating and painful to read but I liked that the book makes you feel and think in a way that many other books just can't. It is one of the best books I have read in a while.
Date published: 2011-05-21
Rated 5 out of 5 by from Thank You Heather... For making this novel one of your picks! By doing so, you brought it to my attention, and I just loved every word of it. This is a fictionalized chronicle of Ernest Hemmingway's early days in Paris with his first wife Hadley, and told almost exclusively from her perspective. Not only is it a compelling tale about a literary giant, it's a compelling tale about a time and a place that was so unlike any other. You will be captivated from the first page, transported back to the great Jazz Age, and will lose yourself in the sights, sounds and smells of Paris in these pages - and if you're like me, you may even find yourself falling a little bit in love with "Tatie" I can't recommend this one enough, and have already begun to pass it around to friends. I may even have to re-visit some of Hemingways classics after this! Absolutely worthy!
Date published: 2011-04-26
Rated 3 out of 5 by from Loved Paris, tolerated the wife I'm normally a huge fan of books recommended in "Heather's picks". Not so much this time. Love Paris... even love some of Hemingway's haunts in Paris... so I thought I would enjoy this book. As it turns out, Paris was as grand as ever, the book is well written, but the characters are unfortunately agonizing. The Paris Wife (Hadley) is someone you root for while simultaneously becoming quickly annoyed with her tolerance and her lack of backbone. Hemingway is a cad, a scoundrel, a terrible friend and an even worse husband. Thank goodness for the Epilogue or I might have been turned off all things Hemingway permanently. A hesitant recommendation.
Date published: 2011-04-19
Rated 4 out of 5 by from A unique perspective An engaging version of how Hemingway's first wife saw their life together. McLain's writing pulled this reader right into their story. A peek at an unusual lifestyle, full of light and dark, joy, laughter, and sadness. A well written slice of life.
Date published: 2011-04-03
Rated 5 out of 5 by from LOVED IT! This was a fabulous book. Has inspired me to want to read all of Hemingway's books.
Date published: 2011-03-23
Rated 5 out of 5 by from A delicious story The Paris Wife is a delicious story … one that transports you to a moment in time when the stars collided, at least for a precious few. From the inside jacket cover… “In 1920 Chicago, Hadley Richardson is a quiet twenty-eight year old who has all but given up on love and happiness until she meets the youthful returning war hero Ernest Hemmingway and is captivated by his good looks, intensity, and passionate desire to write. After a whirlwind courtship and wedding, the pair decamp to Paris. Soon they are the golden couple at the heart of a lively and volatile group of expats that include Gertrude Stein, Ezra Pound, F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald, Sara and Gerald Murphy. We are drawn into their life – their intimate moments and the social whirlwind post World War 1 when everyone wanted to live each day as if it were the last. But hard drinking, fast-living Jazz-age Paris is at odds with the traditional notions of family and monogamy. As Ernest galvanizes his creative ambition, Hadley who can’t help but feel something of an outsider, struggles with jealousy and self doubt. Eventually the pair confront a deception that could prove the undoing of one of the great romances in literary history. A heart wrenching tale of love and torn loyalty, The Paris Wife is all the more poignant for knowing that, at the end of his life, Hemingway wrote that he would rather have died than fallen in love with anyone but Hadley.” This novelized biography will captivate you and make you want to reach out all over again for the closest copies of The Old Man and the Sea, For Whom the Bell Tolls, A Farewell to Arms or A Moveable Feast. Find a quiet corner and enjoy every page!
Date published: 2011-02-14

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ONEThe very first thing he does is fix me with those wonderfully brown eyes and say, "It's possible I'm too drunk to judge, but you might have something there."It's October 1920 and jazz is everywhere. I don't know any jazz, so I'm playing Rachmaninoff. I can feel a flush beginning in my cheeks from the hard cider my dear pal Kate Smith has stuffed down me so I'll relax. I'm getting there, second by second. It starts in my fingers, warm and loose, and moves along my nerves, rounding through me. I haven't been drunk in over a year--not since my mother fell seriously ill--and I've missed the way it comes with its own perfect glove of fog, settling snugly and beautifully over my brain. I don't want to think and I don't want to feel, either, unless it's as simple as this beautiful boy's knee inches from mine.The knee is nearly enough on its own, but there's a whole package of a man attached, tall and lean, with a lot of very dark hair and a dimple in his left cheek you could fall into. His friends call him Hemingstein, Oinbones, Bird, Nesto, Wemedge, anything they can dream up on the spot. He calls Kate Stut or Butstein (not very flattering!), and another fellow Little Fever, and yet another Horney or the Great Horned Article. He seems to know everyone, and everyone seems to know the same jokes and stories. They telegraph punch lines back and forth in code, lightning fast and wisecracking. I can't keep up, but I don't mind really. Being near these happy strangers is like a powerful transfusion of good cheer.When Kate wanders over from the vicinity of the kitchen, he points his perfect chin at me and says, "What should we name our new friend?""Hash," Kate says."Hashedad's better," he says. "Hasovitch.""And you're Bird?" I ask."Wem," Kate says."I'm the fellow who thinks someone should be dancing." He smiles with everything he's got, and in very short order, Kate's brother Kenley has kicked the living room carpet to one side and is manning the Victrola. We throw ourselves into it, dancing our way through a stack of records. He's not a natural, but his arms and legs are free in their joints, and I can tell that he likes being in his body. He's not the least shy about moving in on me either. In no time at all our hands are damp and clenched, our cheeks close enough that I can feel the very real heat of him. And that's when he finally tells me his name is Ernest."I'm thinking of giving it away, though. Ernest is so dull, and Hemingway? Who wants a Hemingway?"Probably every girl between here and Michigan Avenue, I think, looking at my feet to keep from blushing. When I look up again, he has his brown eyes locked on me."Well? What do you think? Should I toss it out?""Maybe not just yet. You never know. A name like that could catch on, and where would you be if you'd ditched it?""Good point. I'll take it under consideration."A slow number starts, and without asking, he reaches for my waist and scoops me toward his body, which is even better up close. His chest is solid and so are his arms. I rest my hands on them lightly as he backs me around the room, past Kenley cranking the Victrola with glee, past Kate giving us a long, curious look. I close my eyes and lean into Ernest, smelling bourbon and soap, tobacco and damp cotton--and everything about this moment is so sharp and lovely, I do something completely out of character and just let myself have it.TWOThere's a song from that time by Nora Bayes called "Make Believe," which might have been the most lilting and persuasive treatise on self-delusion I'd ever heard. Nora Bayes was beautiful, and she sang with a trembling voice that told you she knew things about love. When she advised you to throw off all the old pain and worry and heartache and smile--well, you believed she'd done this herself. It wasn't a suggestion but a prescription. The song must have been a favorite of Kenley's, too. He played it three times the night I arrived in Chicago, and each time I felt it speaking directly to me: Make believe you are glad when you're sorry. Sunshine will follow the rain.I'd had my share of rain. My mother's illness and death had weighed on me, but the years before had been heavy, too. I was only twenty-eight, and yet I'd been living like a spinster on the second floor of my older sister Fonnie's house while she and her husband Roland and their four dear beasts lived downstairs. I hadn't meant for things to stay this way. I assumed I'd get married or find a career like my school friends. They were harried young mothers now, schoolteachers or secretaries or aspiring ad writers, like Kate. Whatever they were, they were living their lives, out there doing it, making their mistakes. Somehow I'd gotten stuck along the way--long before my mother's illness--and I didn't know how to free myself exactly.Sometimes, after playing an hour of passable Chopin, I'd lie down on the carpet in front of the piano and stare at the ceiling, feeling whatever energy I'd had while playing leave my body. It was terrible to feel so empty, as if I were nothing. Why couldn't I be happy? And just what was happiness anyway? Could you fake it, as Nora Bayes insisted? Could you force it like a spring bulb in your kitchen, or rub up against it at a party in Chicago and catch it like a cold?Ernest Hemingway was still very much a stranger to me, but he seemed to do happiness all the way up and through. There wasn't any fear in him that I could see, just intensity and aliveness. His eyes sparked all over everything, all over me as he leaned back on his heel and spun me toward him. He tucked me fast against his chest, his breath warm on my neck and hair."How long have you known Stut?" he asked."We went to grade school together in St. Louis, at Mary Institute. What about you?""You want my whole educational pedigree? It's not much.""No," I laughed. "Tell me about Kate.""That would fill a book, and I'm not sure I'm the fellow to write it." His voice was light, still teasing, but he'd stopped smiling."What do you mean?""Nothing," he said. "The short and sweet part is our families both have summer cottages in Horton Bay. That's Michigan to a southerner like you.""Funny that we both grew up with Kate.""I was ten to her eighteen. Let's just say I was happy to grow up alongside her. With a nice view of the scenery.""You had a crush, in other words.""No, those are the right words," he said, then looked away.I'd obviously touched some kind of nerve in him, and I didn't want to do it again. I liked him smiling and laughing and loose. In fact, my response to him was so powerful that I already knew I would do a lot to keep him happy. I changed the subject fast."Are you from Chicago?""Oak Park. That's right up the street.""For a southerner like me.""Precisely.""Well, you're a bang-up dancer, Oak Park.""You too, St. Louis."The song ended and we parted to catch our breath. I moved to one side of Kenley's long living room while Ernest was quickly swallowed up by admirers--women, naturally. They seemed awfully young and sure of themselves with their bobbed hair and brightly rouged cheeks. I was closer to a Victorian holdout than a flapper. My hair was still long, knotted at the nape of my neck, but it was a good rich auburn color, and though my dress wasn't up to the minute, my figure made up for that, I thought. In fact, I'd been feeling very good about the way I looked the whole time Ernest and I were dancing--he was so appreciative with those eyes!--but now that he was surrounded by vivacious women, my confidence was waning."You seemed awfully friendly with Nesto," Kate said, appearing at my elbow."Maybe. Can I have the rest of that?" I pointed to her drink."It's rather volcanic." She grimaced and passed it over."What is it?" I put my face to the rim of the glass, which was close enough. It smelled like rancid gasoline."Something homemade. Little Fever handed it to me in the kitchen. I'm not sure he didn't cook it up in his shoe."Over against a long row of windows, Ernest began parading back and forth in a dark blue military cape someone had dug up. When he turned, the cape lifted and flared dramatically."That's quite a costume," I said."He's a war hero, didn't he tell you?"I shook my head."I'm sure he'll get to it eventually." Her face didn't give anything away, but her voice had an edge."He told me he used to pine for you.""Really?" There was the tone again. "He's clearly over it now."I didn't know what had come between these two old friends, but whatever it was, it was obviously complicated and well under wraps. I let it drop."I like to think I'm the kind of girl who'll drink anything," I said, "but maybe not from a shoe.""Right. Let's hunt something up." She smiled and flashed her green eyes at me, and became my Kate again, not grim at all, and off we went to get very drunk and very merry.I found myself watching for Ernest the rest of the night, waiting for him to appear and stir things up, but he didn't. He must have slipped away at some point. One by one nearly everyone did, so that by 3:00 a.m. the party had been reduced to dregs, with Little Fever as the tragic centerpiece. He was passed out on the davenport with long dark wool socks stretched over his face and his hat perched on his crossed feet."To bed, to bed," Kate said with a yawn."Is that Shakespeare?""I don't know. Is it?" She hiccuped, and then laughed. "I'm off to my own little hovel now. Will you be all right here?""Of course. Kenley's made up a lovely room for me." I walked her to the door, and as she sidled into her coat, we made a date for lunch the next day."You'll have to tell me all about things at home. We haven't had a moment to talk about your mother. It must have been awful for you, poor creatch.""Talking about it will only make me sad again," I said. "But this is perfect. Thanks for begging me to come.""I worried you wouldn't.""Me too. Fonnie said it was too soon.""Yes, well, she would say that. Your sister can be smart about some things, Hash, but about you, nearly never."I gave her a grateful smile and said good night. Kenley's apartment was warrenlike and full of boarders, but he'd given me a large and very clean room, with a four-poster bed and a bureau. I changed into my nightdress then took down my hair and brushed it, sorting through the highlights of the evening. No matter how much fun I'd had with Kate or how good it was to see her after all these years, I had to admit that number one on my list of memorable events was dancing with Ernest Hemingway. I could still feel his brown eyes and his electric, electrifying energy--but what had his attentions meant? Was he babysitting me, as Kate's old friend? Was he still gone on Kate? Was she in love with him? Would I even see him again?My mind was suddenly such a hive of unanswerable questions that I had to smile at myself. Wasn't this exactly what I had wanted coming to Chicago, something new to think about? I turned to face the mirror over the bureau. Hadley Richardson was still there, with her auburn waves and thin lips and pale round eyes--but there was something new, too, a glimmer of potential. It was just possible the sun was on its way. In the meantime, I would hum Nora Bayes and do my damnedest to make believe.

Editorial Reviews

“McLain creates a compelling, spellbinding portrait of a marriage. . . . Women of all ages and situations will sympathize as they follow this seemingly charmed union to its inevitable demise. Colorful details of the expat life in Jazz Age Paris, combined with the evocative story of the Hemingways’ romance, result in a compelling story that will undoubtedly establish McLain as a writer of substance. Highly recommended for all readers of popular fiction.” — Library Journal “McLain offers a vivid addition to the complex-woman-behind-the-legendary-man genre, bringing Ernest Hemingway and his first wife, Hadley Richardson, to life . . . McLain ably portrays the cultural icons of the 1920s—Gertrude Stein and Alice B. Toklas, Zelda and Scott Fitzgerald, and Ezra and Dorothy Pound—and the impact they have on the then unknown Hemingway, casting Hadley as a rock of Gibraltar for a troubled man whose brilliance and talent were charged and compromised by his astounding capacity for alcohol and women . . . The heart of the story—Ernest and Hadley's relationship—gets an honest reckoning, most notably the waves of elation and despair that pull them apart.” — Publishers Weekly"McLain smartly explores Hadley's ambivalence about her role as supportive wife to a budding genius. . . . Women and book groups are going to eat up this novel." — USA Today "A beautiful portrait of being in Paris in the glittering 1920s. . . . McLain's vivid, clear-voiced novel is a conjecture, an act of imaginary autobiography on the part of the author. Yet her biographical and geographical research is so deep, and her empathy for the real Hadley Richardson so forthright (without being intrusively femme partisan), that the account reads as very real indeed."— Entertainment Weekly “ . . . Paula McLain brings Hadley Richardson Hemingway out from the formidable shadow cast by her famous husband. Much more than a “woman-behind-the-man” homage, this beautifully crafted tale is an unsentimental tribute to a woman who acted with grace and strength as her marriage crumbled.” — Booklist “Told in the voice of Ernest Hemingway’s first wife, The Paris Wife, by Paula McLain, is a richly imagined portrait of bohemian 1920s Paris, and of American literature’s original bad boy.” — Town and Country “The closing pages, in particular, are both evocative and moving, taking in the sweep of events over a third of a century and providing a resolution that, if not neat, is wholly in character. A pleasure to read—and a pleasure to see Hadley Richardson presented in a sympathetic light.” — Kirkus “It’s hard to imagine that the world needs another book about Hemingway in the City of Light. (Really, the lost valise again?) Yet here comes Paula McLain’s marvelous new novel, The Paris Wife, which explores those absinthe-soaked days through the eyes of Hemingway’s first wife, Hadley Richardson . . . it is precisely Hadley’s steady moral compass and devotion to her rising-star husband that provides the novel with its heart and, ultimately, its heartbreak . . .” — Marie Claire “Some of us think that a light romance novel or a plot-driven thriller is just what we need for that long lazy summer afternoon, while other’s look for something with more depth and substance.  Finding the perfect balance in one book seems almost impossible, but if you’re looking for a poignant romance that offers both substance and sustenance, I have a book for you. . .” —The Boston Globe“[Ernest Hemingway and Hadley Richardson’s] story is a delightful and tense journey from the highs of love, dependency and ascendancy to a gradual decline of those same qualities and ideals . . . The Paris Wife is a lyrical novel that is beautifully written on every single page. Paula McLain is as talented as the writer and his wife depicted herein. Stunning!” — Historical Novels Review“The novel is marvelous.” —Edmonton Journal “. . . Compelling . . .” —Toronto Sun"The Paris Wife is mesmerizing. Hadley Hemingway's voice, lean and lyrical, kept me in my seat, unable to take my eyes and ears away from these young lovers. Paula McLain is a first-rate writer who creates a world you don't want to leave. I loved this book."— Nancy Horan, bestselling author of Loving Frank