Queen Bee

Lay on the couch for a brief nap. Woke up an hour later, the witch trials book I’m reading stuck to one side of my face. Pretending not to be menopausal is exhausting. When fifty-year-old Agatha Doyle starts keeping a diary, it records only the ways she doesn’t know who she is any more. Her glorious empty nest is full of people. And her head is full of brain fog. All it takes to tip her over the edge is a pair of red velvet heels and a man who won’t stop talking. Standing up for herself, Agatha unwittingly becomes a heroine for midlife women everywhere. But with a distant husband, and an even more distant sex life, can she also become the heroine of her own life?