Mary Pause: a funny, physical memoir anti-climaxing with menopause
By Mary Coustas
Marypause is part reflection, part painful, part comical memoir exploring my whole physical life as a woman and young girl. The body is a funny thing until it isn’t.
Boobs are funny, balls are funny, and farts are funny—but only when they’re yours. Menopause, not so funny.
One day, you think you’re having a heart-attack. Next day, you’re crying like you’re auditioning for Niagara Falls: The Non Musical. I was Oblivia Newton-John about hormones. Not anymore.
Applause for Marypause
“Thank God Mary finally came to her senses and wrote this book. For years I stumbled around in a thick, dense fog. Had we moved to London and nobody told me?”
Mary’s Brain
“I was so hormonally dehydrated – like a piece of dry toast. But hallelujah, the butter’s back. Yes, this once-parched pussy is now splashing around at seniors Wet’n’Wild.”
Mary’s Vagina
“Mary jokes in her book about nearly pushing me down the stairs. Ha ha. Truth is, I thought about throwing myself first! Anything to escape the living hell called Marypause.”
Mary’s Husband
“You can’t judge a book by its cover. Trust me, I’ve bought a lot of books with covers only to find nothing but writing on the inside. This book is no different. All words. No pictures. Kill me now.”
Effie
