I would have rated one star if it were an option. If you can finish this book, chalk it up to boredom...that's the only reason I finished it. If you can finish this book and tell a good friend that you enjoyed it, I don't even know what to say. If you suggest this book to a good friend, you're just plain mean. Every single time I began to read this book, I fell asleep within thirty minutes. I was sure something was going to happen any time. It never did. The lack of dialog may have been the main reason it didn't grab my attention, but seriously...the most uninteresting book i've read in a very long time.

This book came as a gift from my college-age son. A "story" it is not, verging more on the poetry of daily life. It is succinct, well edited, and the writing is exquisitely crafted to give life to the personal voices of Molly and those family members and others who touch into her life. The 51-year-old Molly is close to my age - her thoughts, insecurities, and relationships feel so authentic. This is a book to share and savor with your women friends. I find myself looking to see what else is available from Judith Kitchen.

This is just awful. I had to read this as an assignment and then write a three page paper on the question, What Is Memory? After reading this, I got no better sense of what my memories are or how my memory works let alone what the hell I'm supposed to get from her memories. This is entirely all over the place, no two sentences come from or go to the same place and I think there is about one, maybe two complete sentences to boot. The color chapters are just lists of what she remembers being that color. I find it hard to care because I already know what that color is and what things are that color. Thanks for the childrens book chapters thrown in there. Other than that, it makes no sense. Far too much poetry attempted to be squeezed into an essay style format. Just not good.