Now I see why others have raved so much about this story. It’s the life of artist Georgia O’Keeffe, but you won’t find this story in the encyclopedia. It’s a tale beautifully, cleverly, wisely told with hundreds of little personal asides and footnotes. I think you will love it. I’m pretty sure you will. ( )

This was an absolutely bizarre (and not in a good way) book about one of the most fascinating women in American history. However, half the book was about the author herself, who is myopically self-absorbed, thinks she is very humorous and injects herself into most facets of O'Keefe's life (i.e., "she did it like this, but now I would do it like this) ... or what the author assumed O'Keefe's life was like. There are a whole host of attempted parallels between O'Keefe's life/times and today's women and wow, I thought they were a stretch, not to mention speculative and weird. So I guess it is supposed to read like a women's modern-day self-help book on the unique way O'Keefe led her life. That juxtaposition does not work at all. Just ... odd. Anyway, I loved any little thing about O'Keefe herself (although I would have rather made my own conclusions than be force fed parallels to the author's dating, online gaming, Facebook use, etc.) and will now seek out a true biography of this complex, fascinating, original, beautiful and wonderful artist. ( )