On the eve of flying to Antarctica to take up an arts fellowship, thirty-something Janice, recently separated, has a long night of remembrance, regret, and realization as she goes about the city looking for a friend to take care of her fridge while she’s away. En route she discards section after section of her manuscript in the spirit of editing The Ice Shelf into a stronger, sleeker work of literature. This book is an electrifying allegory for the dangers of wasting love and other non-renewable resources.