Unlike her previous novels, Animal Husbandry and Dating Big Bird, Laura Zigman’s Her is a waste of precious time. With a main character, Elise, who isn’t fleshed-out enough to elicit reader sympathy, and a story — her friends Fran and Gayle help her obsessively spy on her fiancé, Donald, and his former fianceé, Adrienne — that’s clichéd and awkward, the novel belly-flops. Other than a detailed list of streets in northwest Washington, D.C. and occasional forays into the coffee shop of Politics and Prose, there’s nothing to recommend Her, which is a sad statement about a talented writer’s efforts.

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