I realize that due to certain anatomical features I do not belong to the 51% of the population that is this book's target audience, however, my equal love of wemon's tennis and coming-of-age narratives drew me in. And I must say that for the most part I truly loved the parts that dealt with Rosie. It reminded me at times of the short-lived ABC series, "My So-Called Life," which also sometimes captured the sensibilty of teen-age life with impressive immediacy. Unfortunately the book is cluttered with several less interesing characters. The worst of these being Elizabeth and Rae, the first of which I found unbelievable and the second alternately pretentious and trite. Ms. Lamott would have been better served to pare this novel down to a tenth of its current length where it might have made a luminous short story with Rosie as its sole focus and all these other peripheral characters either eliminated altogether or marginalized to where they no longer bore or irritate. As it stands the menace of Luther is so diluted that by the time we reach the climactic scene between him and Rosie we feel cheated. A problem that would not occur in short story where the reader doesn't have so much time to predict what will happen next. But, then again, maybe I am just not a member of the target audience.