A poignant, pitch-perfect novel about a divorced couple stuck together during lockdown–and the love,
loss, despair, and hope that animate us even as the world seems to be falling apart.
With her trademark spare, crystalline prose, Elizabeth Strout turns her exquisitely tuned eye to the inner
workings of the human heart, following the indomitable heroine of My Name Is Lucy Barton through
the early days of the pandemic.
As a panicked world goes into lockdown, Lucy Barton is uprooted from her life in Manhattan and
bundled away to a small town in Maine by her ex-husband and on-again, off-again friend, William. For
the next several months, it’s just Lucy, William, and their complex past together in a little house nestled
against the moody, swirling sea.
Rich with empathy and emotion, Lucy by the Sea vividly captures the fear and struggles that come with isolation, as well as the hope, peace, and possibilities that those long, quiet days can inspire. At the heart of this story are the deep human connections that unite us even when we’re apart–the pain of a beloved
daughter’s suffering, the emptiness that comes from the death of a loved one, the promise of a new friendship, and the comfort of an old, enduring love. (304 pp) Fiction