Despite a gorgeous Indiespensable hardcover edition, the book is utterly forgettable. It's like a mix of Green Girl and Stone Arabia, without any of the truly redeeming features of either of those (also arguably frustrating) novels. The experience of reading this was akin to that of water rolling off a well-Rain-X'd windshield. It just slides right off you, without ever leaving anything other than a vague sensation of dampness in the recent past. More about it, if you care to read it, at RB: http://wp.me/pGVzJ-s3
