Just goes to show, even a literary hero can lay an egg once in awhile. I gave this book much more time than it deserved because of my great fondness for Stegner, but I had to give up. If you'd given me this book minus the author's name, I never would have guessed Wally had written it. NOTHING like his other work, and I hate to say it, but it almost ventures into literary chick book territory. As far as I went that's what it seemed like, anyway. I did give it two tries, so I won't be revisiting it in the future.I still love you, Wally! We all make mistakes.