The only other Joan Didion book I've read was The Year of Magical Thinking about her husband's death. I must have read it before I started this blog because it's not reviewed here. Anyway, I remember liking it, so I was excited to hear that she just wrote another book.
This one is about the death of her adult daughter. But it's more than that as well. Didion shares her thoughts about motherhood and growing older.
It's all done in a rambly kind of way which can be confusing. This book didn't feel very cohesive to me although I did end of mildly liking it, sort of. It's okay, but don't take that as a very strong recommendation.