Don't know when I've so thoroughly disliked a book. Weak plot, plastic & unbelievable characters, convoluted style, pretentiousness, easy-set-up situations, and boring activities - it really had it all. There are some nuggets of truth (well buried) and some deft turns of phrase which give one hope in the first third of the book. Then it appears even Sebold got bored & just continued the whine to fill pages. We get it instantly: gal has a mentally ill, reclusive, critical mother and a damaged and depressed dad. She has an unhappy childhood leading to an unsettled adult life. Her relationship abilities are nearly nil. How many of us deal with or observe others with these problems to a greater or lesser extent? Being unhappy isn't enough to hang a book on. Insofar as the 'action' it appears the author thought repeating, "The day I killed my mother...," every 6 to 7 chapters would keep readers awake. A waste of the author's talent and this reader's time.
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