And I thought this was one of her better efforts — a vigorous attempt to rise out of the tea cozy school of writing and up to the cracker barrel level.
Her work has been consistently insipid, maudlin, hackneyed, tedious, unfocused, eighth-grade; all indications of a writer who was good to her mother.
Likely a fine human being, but that doesn’t redeem her writing, any more than her middle name does.
That pretty much sums it up.....