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Dear God, Jodi Picoult is annoying. The flumph on her recent book, Change of Heart, goes along the lines of: What if your daughter needed a new heart? What if the only one available belonged to a murderer? WHAT DO YOU DO?
Um. Take the heart? Unless medical science has been deceiving us all these years and in fact the heart has a secret compartment where Bad People Germs live. WTF? (Closer examination on Amazon reveals that the plot has more to it than this, but I JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER so I don’t care.)
Um. Take the heart? Unless medical science has been deceiving us all these years and in fact the heart has a secret compartment where Bad People Germs live. WTF? (Closer examination on Amazon reveals that the plot has more to it than this, but I JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER so I don’t care.)