by Sarah Combs
For all that I enjoyed this little book, I don't feel comfortable assigning it a high rating. It's thin and disjointed and seems to be aspiring to be literary or symbolic. The heroine never seemed like someone I knew, let alone liked. She was amusing, that's all. There were hints of a painful past, a missing mother and a lost grandmother, but that's all--hints. There was some internal conflict about acting that I never understood--did she want to? Did she have bad experience with it? Did I flip two pages and miss something critical?
I think there was even some kind of moral lesson, too. No idea what. Sorry not to like.
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