Letters posted here are associated with the following article:
The letters thread is now closed.
This actually sounded like a good book, until I finally reached the part of Meltzer's review where she says:
"But as funny as these asides are, they also come off a little bit snotty and arch in a book that prizes style over plot."
Style over plot. Shame, really. Is it just me or are all writers writing for each other now, as opposed to writing for the reader?
In _The World According To Garp_, females struggling with the fact of living in a world where their victimization is, if not inevitable, a real possibility, are treated with a type of fatalistic irony that, despite being shocking, never descends into cruelty or easy satire. Nor is the luck of economic status used to bludgeon (females, alone, apparently). How far we've fallen in twenty years. Thanks for a thoughtful review of what sounds like a horribly conceived novel.