"I am simply a 'book drunkard'. Books have the same irresistable temptation for me that liquor has for its devotee. I cannot withstand them." (L. M. Montgomery)
I didn't enjoy this book, although I kept expecting it to get 'better'. Not that it had anything to do with the subject: i.e. prostitution and the protagonist's journey of 'self-discovery'. The tone of the book just seemed like a very long and drawn-out, and somewhat torturous (pardon the analogical lines) foreplay, with an slam-bam-thank-you-ma'am climatic, albeit 'happy' ending.