I don't think I've ever quite experienced writing like this. It was like language transcended... transformed and transforming what I used to associate words and feelings and emotions with. Damn it was beautiful... I kept finding myself rereading a phrase, savoring it and squeezing it for all it's juices. This author has an amazing talent, and I don't know why more people haven't been talking about her... or this book.
Which brings us to the story. I felt a definite To Kill a Mockingbird vibe, but it was also more. There was a lot going on, which is kind of why I feel she over reached a bit. It was almost like she took every single fad of the 80s and stirred it all together in a big, messy black cauldron. She did it justice though, and took her time unfolding it piece by piece... In the end everything pulled together... a little frayed maybe, but more or less whole.
After finishing... I felt emotionally drained, and my heart ached just a little. So much of what we thought had been left behind is resurfacing again. Will humanity ever learn?