The main character was kind of like Jessica Fletcher.  Well, if Jessica Fletcher was a lottery winner had a good natured husband.

But ultimately, Jessica Fletcher is a million times cooler.

Hmm… whatever.

I adore her books, and my son and I both find frequent references to her characters in our conversations.  And that sort of thing, makes up some of my proudest Mommy Moments.  Because dude, my kid makes literary references.  At five.

I remember liking it, and liking the literary references within the story.  I liked the themes within the novel as well.

But I can’t remember it well enough to give it a proper review.

I don’t really see how I could possibly hate a Judy Blume novel.

It was a bit indulgent, and the plot although maybe risqué at the time has been done plenty and hers wasn’t especially wonderful, or insightful, or brilliantly written.  But all the same.  Judy Blume.  Come on.