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Title: "...a little more disfunction, and I'll be on Oprah!"
Review: I could hear the author thinking this to herself as I waded through the mire that is Sunset over Chocolate Mountains. Let's see: fat people, trailers, abandonment issues, rape, men unable to commit to relationships, pointless violence, mysterious foreigners, Oedipal relationships, political repression, death, mental disfunction, drunkards, out of wedlock pregnancy, ice cream and shoes. Oh, and men that drink their own urine. Sounds like a month's worth of talk-show topics. None of the characters were remotely attractive or likeable (with one small peripheral exception who flees the disfunction, much as I wished I could.) Alas, it was my book club's selection of the month, so I struggled onward -- only to find that half abandoned the book in disgust. Books like these are why God created libraries: if only I had borrowed instead of wasting hard earned cash.
