Khay just reminded me about this one. Certainly better than most frum books at least in its content but as I recall it was another case that I thought it was well written when I was nine and then turned around in high school and found it stilted and dry. More and more I am seeing that frum books take on the same 'excellent writing' as productions and Artscroll - melodramatic and some fancy words thrown in but no real sense of subtelty or dimension. I remember though I read this well over ten years ago that there was a lot of tell don't show as well as needing the plot to move in certian directions and so the characters followed suit, not to mention poor dialogue. Still, I recall appreciating a more realistic look at the ba'al teshuva experience and what coems along with that.
I was pleasantly surprised at how much I enjoyed this book. I found the characters relatable, a strong sense of place in both New York City and Jerusalem, and, as the blurb says on the back of the book, a compelling story of people "struggling to resolve conflicts between secular ambitions and a rewarding Jewish life."