I am really enjoying this! I don't read a lot of literary fiction any more - I spent years reading nothing but lit fic, and then I jumped back into genre fic and never really made my way back out. Russo has done just a bang up job with characterization in this book, though. The characters fairly leap off the page in all of their three dimensional, messy glory.
So much so that I want to track down Janine and slap her into next week. What a selfish bitch. The midlife crisis is not just for men.