I bought this book having thoroughly enjoyed another Breast Cancer Care short story collection, 'A Day in the Life' (see separate review) and because it contained a story by Tessa Hadley, who I much admire. Unfortunately, while 'A Day in the Life', published by Black Swan, contained a good many very subtle stories by leading women writers, 'The Booklovers' Appreciation Society' went far more in the 'chick-lit' and 'aga saga' direction. There were a few gems: Deborah Lawrenson's account of a middle-aged divorcee in Crete suddenly remembering the horrors of adolescence through observing her 17-year-old daughter, Joanna Trollope's story of a suburban boy who falls for a Japanese cross-dressing actress, Hadley and Anna Ralph's tales of grieving widows trying to come to terms with their losses. And there were some rather sweet, light-hearted tales: Katie Fforde's account of a middle-aged couple rediscovering their love on holiday, Adele Parks's tale of a book group and a woman who falls in love with her highly literate window cleaner, Sophie Kinsella's little romantic Valentine's story, Adriana Trigani's romance-which-turns-out-not-to-be-one, or Victoria Hislop's account of an unconventional Christmas lunch (though I'm not sure barbecuing a meal in December would quite work!). But in addition to these there's an awful lot of rather dull writing. There's plenty of tedious accounts of women who are bored with their husbands and sex (one feels rather sorry for the poor men), or men who selfishly desert women who then find they prefer life without them. There's the usual stories about girls needing A Man. A large number of the stories are competent but not particularly interesting. Nikki French's mini-thrillers are spoilt by not knowing 'Who done it' or even 'Who done what' at the end. Douglas Kennedy's 'The Christmas Ring' is satisfyingly moral but unconvincing - Kennedy's much better at the long novel - and Anne Fine's story of a couple who fret for months about a manhole in their garden leaves one wondering what all the fuss is about. At the worst, we have the cringingly sentimental 'Mallard and May' (which reads like a reject script for Walt Disney), Santa Montefiore's sickly tale of a Barbie look-alike leaving her rich boyfriend for a young and dreamy Italian in a town called Incantellaria (the Italian equivalent of calling a town 'Charmingville' or 'Enchantingstone'!), Barbara Erskine's confused story about a woman who goes back in time (or is she only imagining it?) and also manages to fall in love with one (or is it two?) men in the present day, or Kathy Lette's banal tale of a woman who repeatedly tells herself that she can't stand sex with her husband until he stands up to some troublemakers after a hotel fire and proves himself A Hero, at which point he becomes Her Hero again.
I'll give this three stars as some of the stories were enjoyable, and clearly quite a lot of effort went into putting the book together, but as a summing up of women's fiction today it doesn't say much. Read 'A Day in the Life' instead.