
And while, again, they were careful not to claim that they thought they personally deserved to have the same status as Jonathan Franzen, it's pretty easy to see the unspoken word " necessarily" inserted into that disclaimer. On the other hand, none of Picoult or Weiner's books really look interesting to me.

It's probably a fair point, but I haven't read Jonathan Franzen. (To summarize: they didn't claim that they are as good as Jonathan Franzen and should get just as much attention they claimed that Franzen and other dude-lit authors get big spotlighted reviews and flattering Time Magazine articles while women who write as well and tell the same types of stories get shoved into this little box called "women's fiction." Jodi Picoult is a fairly big name, and she and Jennifer Weiner (another writer of "women's fiction") were involved in a bit of a brouhaha last year concerning the media's adoration of Jonathan Franzen. I mean, a lot of people think Jane Austen is "chick-lit" (she totally isn't!), and I loved Austen once I gave her a try. Or if I am going to cast stones, I want to know what I am throwing them at. I try to avoid genre snobbery (though sometimes it bubbles up with regard to YA fiction and Paranormal Romances) and considering my own tastes range from the highbrow to the very lowbrow, I am not one to cast stones.

So, "women's fiction" and "chick-lit" are not my cup of tea, they are not interesting to me, but no reason why such books shouldn't be given the same consideration as any other genre. With The Tenth Circle, Jodi Picoult offers her most powerful chronicle yet as she explores the unbreakable bond between parent and child, and questions whether you can reinvent yourself in the course of a lifetime - or if your mistakes are carried forever. Could the boyfriend who once made Trixie wild with happiness have been the one to end her childhood forever? She says that he is, and that is all it takes to make Daniel, a seemingly mild-mannered comic book artist with a secret tumultuous past he has hidden even from his family, venture to hell and back to protect his daughter. Suddenly everything Trixie has believed about her family - and herself - seems to be a lie. That is, until her world is turned upside down with a single act of violence.

She's also the light of her father, Daniel's life - a straight-A student a pretty, popular freshman in high school a girl who's always seen her father as a hero. Fourteen-year-old Trixie Stone is in love for the first time.
