I haven’t loved every Lionel Shriver book I’ve read, but like T.C. Boyle and Margaret Atwood (other authors for whom I’d read the phone book if their name was on the cover) even her misses are so well crafted that I’ll likely get around to reading her complete works eventually. Shriver’s strengths are on display here, with well crafted characters she’s not afraid to make truly flawed, bordering on unlikeable. In part because she’s unsparing, casting light on parts of humanity that are both incredibly […]