I picked this up at a Half Price Books sale, figuring since I had heard good things about and purchased Lamott's book on writing, 'Bird by Bird,' I should read some of the author's own fiction before taking her advice! I warmed up to the book towards the end. At first Lamott's writing seemed overly self-conscious to me. Not enough subtlety. Too many emotions written out word for word. Yet, there were also moments of delicate tenderness and drama - I found my eyes skipping ahead a page to find out what came next, even if the subject was just a simple tennis match. The characters really grew on me, even though I didn't particularly like several of them. In any case, a good read for a rainy day, but not a stand-out that I'll keep on the bookshelf for re-reading.