I got all the way through this book, and by the end, I still wasn't sure if I liked it or not. It made me uncomfortable not knowing if the protagonist was actually supposed to be the antagonist or if she was crazy or completely sane. Some people call that clever, which I guess it is, but I found it disorienting.

I also felt like it was written in kind of a blog-style: non-linear, choppy, quirky, full of inside information (because we're supposed to know the characters before we read). To me, this got old about half-way through the book. It felt like work to piece the Ziplinsky family together, not a charming mystery.