A review by dreamofbookspines
The Memory Garden, by Mary Rickert

2.0

Rickert should've focused on *one* thing and done that well, instead of this trainwreck of different ideas and confusing subplots. It's like she wanted to write a magical realism book, but also wanted to write about the terror of reproductive justice that was the 60s (ish). In the end she ended up doing neither well. I wanted to like it, really I did, because at times the writing reminded me of Sarah Addison Allen. Rickert is not an unskilled writer, but the editor should have been vehement that she needed to pick *one* thing to do well and then made her stick with it.