The concept of this book is interesting enough, but unfortunately the writing style was a real chore to get through. I’d say a good 25% of this book should have been edited out. Lots of unnecessary and tiresome detail that has no relevance to our “buy in” of the story. Lots of tangential dead-ends with no purpose in character development. This writer is an expert in theatrical set design and she fell into the trap of indulging her rather esoteric knowledge once too often. Another problem is the obvious gender-specific perspective such that the reader knows only a women could be the teller of the tale. Yes, some highly-regarded writers such as Hemingway, or Joe Haldeman, write in a manner and a perspective that is clearly masculine in orientation, especially references to military experiences. But with the best writers you can’t really tell the gender of the author by the way the story is told. Kellogg is always making references to certain kinds of perfume, or details about a dress, or motherly affections that male readers will just have to gloss over. I give the idea four stars, but the writing brings the score way down. Put in the donation box.