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I resisted readin Alice Sebold’s The Lovely Bones for quite awhile after it came out because a book about a dead child in heaven was really not appealing, despite the rave reviews and recommendations from friends. I’m really stubborn like that about some books and almost always regret it eventually (The Red Tent being a notable exception). I loved The Lovely Bones, and will always remember it as the book I was reading when I had my only “dine & dash” experience, after waiting over 30 minutes for a server to a) clear my plate, b) bring a check, c) offer to refill my beverage or d) acknowledge my existence on the planet by promising to do any of the above sometime soon. But I digress…

The Almost Moon is a very different experience of death in a family, and a most unusual murder. It is the story of a difficult mother-daughter relationship that takes a terrible turn, and the gruesome aftermath. It is emotionally intense, raw, and, I would venture, disturbing to many. One friend of mine decided it just wasn’t the sort of reading experience she chose to have. Personally, I thought it was well written and deserved the praise it received, but I can’t say that I exactly enjoyed it. Appreciated it, would be a more appropriate assessment.

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