It is commendable that Picoult tackled racism in this book and, regardless of how predictable her plots can be, they're still engaging. Yet I kept rolling my eyes as Picoult repeatedly emphasized her moral / message as she galloped roughshod as the social justice warrior. I’d like to be given credit for my intelligence and don’t need to be hit over the head with a 2 X 4 … with her ubiquitous italics. Consequently her message didn’t make an impact on me.
Unlike Ta-Nahisi Coates’ "Between the World and Me". Now there is a thoughtful book about racism!
Perhaps I’ve read too many of Picoult’s books (7) in the past several years and if it had been my first I would have liked it. But they all feature the same tedious format – chapters from each main character’s perspective, excessive backstory and personal anecdotes. All feature millions of metaphors that stretch out the word count, and metaphors whole paragraphs long whether or not it fits the character’s voice. Where is her editor?! This will be my last Picoult book.