There's a lot to love, literarily, in Ruth Ozeki's metafictive split narrative novel, but it's not the fastest read. I was completely engaged in the parts of the book that are the diary of a bullied, out-of-place Japanese teenager, but found the second person story about the characters Ruth and Oliver (the author and her husband's real names) and their cat Schrödinger (not their cat's real name) less compelling. I didn't dislike it, but it was a struggle, like Ruth's life.
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Rivalry was one of the "disposable" books I brought to France with me, since it was not on loan from a library. I did, however, acquire it from a library. It was in our giveaway pile at Barnard, though I'm not sure why. It's a Columbia University Press publication and women's studies-ish enough that I would probably order it if I read a good review. It's a translation of a 1917 novel. Can you say "public domain"? Being an academic press publication, it's also got a six page introduction (that I didn't bother to read). Oops--now that I look at the intro, I realize that homosexual that I am as a media consumer, I might not have read it (and might not buy it for the library after all), that the author was a man.