Why would a publisher consider such a wandering, whine of a book? Were the author not Alice Walker's daughter, I'm sure the publisher would have passed on this one. I'm not suggesting there isn't room for another mixed race exploration. But with standards like the Color of Water, Walker's poor-me tone just doesn't wash.Given the editing problems in this book, one can only guess at the original manuscript. After so carefully describing the male genetalia of her many male lovers, how is it possible that the reader is supposed to be content "knowing" that the author is a lesbian.By the time I finished this book, I felt cheated that I'd spent the time on this poor excuse instead of something more enjoyable.