Ten years ago the narrator unlocked the door of a wrecked apartment, empty of any trace of his wife. As stunning as her disappearance is his response. He freezes on the facts of her, haunting his recollections. This is the story of a man unable to free himself enough from the idea of a woman to try to find her.
“My Only Wife is a sneaky book. It guiles the reader with clean prose and apparent simplicity into believing that it’s a novel about the narrator’s only wife. It may be about many things—about absence, emptiness, and loss—but it really isn’t about the narrator’s only wife. It’s more like an empty glass from the cupboard, an abstraction, a form, and it invites us to fill it with particulars from our own experience.” —Nouspique
ABOUT JAC JEMAC
Jac Jemc’s work has appeared in The Denver Quarterly, Caketrain, Handsome, andSleepingfish, among others. She is the author of a chapbook of stories, These Strangers She’d Invited In (Greying Ghost Press) and the poetry editor for decomP magazine. Jemc blogs her rejections at jacjemc.wordpress.com.