I completely forgot; I finished this book a few weeks ago. In fact, I remember avoiding logging it on here--mostly because I wasn't sure what I would say. Housekeeping came highly recommended from friends and family, and I was looking forward to the beautiful command of language everyone claims Robinson has. For me, it was a bit of a slough to get through, simply because of the total lack of plot or forward motion, but some passages were, indeed, endowed with an unbelieveable grace and beauty. I agreed with the critic who felt as if Robinson had been storing up material for the novel her entire life. It is, in it's own way, a kind of masterpiece, but I'm not sure if I appreciated it as much as others I'd heard from (including Nick Hornby) were able to. Gilead was on my to-read list as well; maybe I will give Marilynne Robinson another shot.
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