In my early twenties, the mid 1970s, I read a book the theme of which ( or at least the theme I took from it) is occasionally brought to mind in present day by a comment from a DS or DDiL. The book, American author I feel, starts with a young woman (in the USA?) who, right from the first paragraph, is not only thinking, but watching how well she is thinking with an overall aim, i thought, to be the best she can be by excelling in intellectual ability? When I read the book I believed she thought this would lead to a ‘happy life’. By the end of the book she's living on the european continent somewhere (Italy?), a content young woman day dreaming while caring for her young child. Well, maybe that’s the general beginning and end, but there’s an itsy bitsy wee chance that my memory could be playing tricks on me.
I tried an internet search but came up with nothing helpful. I’m hoping one of you can help before I feel my last marble is lost.
Sadgrandma)What's going on , on the street outside your home right now?
