Several years ago, author Terry McMillian married a man over 20 years her junior who inspired the novel How Stella Got Her Groove Back.
A middle-aged woman burned out from the pressures of fame, life, and writing deadlines goes on vacation and meets a 20-year-old man. They “fall in love,” marry, and live happily ever after, right? Of course not. The corny fairy tale has ended. McMillan and her stud are getting a divorce, and things are getting nasty.
Who among us didn’t know or could not have guessed that a 20-something, poor, Jamaican, college dropout wanted to marry a pushing-50, wealthy, American woman because she was wealthy and American? The whole set-up, stunningly predictable and too ridiculous for words, made me gag. I knew the moment I heard about it that the kid was after her money and a green card. As it turns out, the kid was after her money and a green card.
Is it possible that an intelligent woman like McMillan wasn’t wise to the scam, blinded by love? She was smart enough to make him sign a prenuptial agreement, but come on. Six years with someone means he learns a lot about you, and now the disgruntled Jamaican stud plans to write a tell-all-the-private-dirt about life with McMillan. Did I mention that he’s a homosexual? Almost forgot.
After moderately enjoying the novel Waiting to Exhale eons ago, I went to see the movie when it came out. It was one of the worse spectacles I’d ever seen. Since then I’ve never read another McMillan book or seen a McMillan movie.
Now I might be interested in reading a book called How Stella Lost Her Groove For Good and Hopefully Will Never Look For It In the Clutches of a Faithless Young Homosexual Stud Who’s After Her Money and a Green Card.
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