While the story is fascinating, I just don't think this book is for me. It got confusing at times, and it got draggy at parts and a little too complicated for my romance-addled brain.
“Now, as all of you will have had reason aplenty to discover for yourselves, there are new gods growing in America, clinging to growing knots of belief: gods of credit card and freeway, of Internet and telephone, of radio and hospital and television, gods of plastic and of beeper and of neon. Proud gods, fat and foolish creatures, puffed up with their own newness and importance.”
The symbolism, the nuance, the metaphors – I somehow could understand it, but yet it will take some time for me to digest it, to really comprehend the meaning. This book is a little too advance for me, perhaps.