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Nothing: Something to Believe in
I'm the choir that Lalli's preaching to with this book; I'm a nonbeliever married to a nonbeliever, raising a passel of nonbelieving spawn. Unlike me, though, Lalli did not come easily to atheism. Though she's never been a theist, she has struggled mightily with feeling that she should believe. The guilt got really boring in pretty short order. Lalli's a painter by vocation, not a writer. Her sentences are short and choppy, and there's little narrative flow. Give it a miss.
