I'm working on a tough section of my new book--it's about betrayal. Not between Steve and I (thank God) at least not in the way you think of with married couples cheating on each other. But I'm writing about watching it happen close-up, and how much it scares me, and the things I try to do to keep tempting demons at bay.
One of the things I do when I'm scared is I read. I love memoirs because I learn from these glimpses into other people's lives--things to try, things to avoid. In some cases (especially stories about normal folks, living relatively normal lives) it's like test driving strategies, seeing how they fit.
I've read a ton of books about marriage, more than I could ever list here. A fair number of these dealt with betrayal (the most recent being Isabel Gilles' HAPPENS EVERY DAY). Now, as I close out my chapter, I'm longing for a story of a couple who survived--the story of a husband and wife who stayed married, who pieced things back together and are back working toward their happily ever after.