I happened to see this novel on the shelf at a thrift shop while I was reading the last one… so I got it.  Familiar author and all.

She’s very readable, but unless I’m missing some great point,  she really seems to not like men a lot.  Except the cliche gay best friend to man bash with. 

It’s strange.  I kind of want to read all of her books now, not because they are good, but because I wonder if this is a recurrent theme, or I just happened upon the two that are so themed.