A review by menfrommarrs
The Epicure's Lament by Kate Christensen
3.0
In the beginning of this book, I so related to Hugo Whittier’s defense of solitude. His arguments for it had me rallying a cheer of my own for hermits everywhere. Oh, to not have those around you, want a piece of you.
Cheering now? Not so much. My idol has feet of clay.
Cheering now? Not so much.