I don't like reading. It is usually an assignment. There was only one other book besides "The Glass Castle" that I was able to read cover to cover and that was "The Color Purple" (twenty-something years ago).

The Glass Castle is pure pathos but told in a NON-woes-me way. The narrator doesn't wallow in self-pity, she tells/shows a good story.

This story moves. It doesn't sit and describe the sky for three pages. It really is a story, even if it wasn't true I'd still read it because this woman can write!