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  <read_at>Tue Oct 20 00:00:00 -0700 2009</read_at>
  <date_added>Sun Aug 30 20:45:17 -0700 2009</date_added>
  <date_updated>Tue Oct 20 20:10:32 -0700 2009</date_updated>
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    <body><![CDATA[I love Moore's writing, and this novel, like her earlier books, had me slowing down to reread amazing passages while simultaneously racing ahead to get more. Her Sarah Brink is one of the most complicated, prickly women I've encountered in fiction in a long time, not always particularly sympathetic, but always interesting, and every once in a while she says something that absolutely hits home. &quot;In everything I do there seems to be some part missing,&quot; she comments about going back to work after adopting a toddler; &quot;I'm discovering that is almost impossible to be a mother and also do anything of value outside the house. But that <em>almost</em> is key, and I'm living in the oxygenated heart of that word.&quot;<br/>But, much as I loved the writing here, and was captivated by the characters, the plot hinges on an event that I just didn't believe in. I'm still puzzling a little over that. But it's still a fascinating novel, witty and provoking, and well worth reading.]]></body>
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