
This is so strange for me to read, having grown up on the coast (albeit the opposite one), because I am so intimately familiar with the type of scenery she describes that I can smell it and I can't imagine thinking of it as "unpromising" or "sinister." I'm not picking a fight--the book describes the author's growing appreciation for this landscape--but I'm fascinated by how two people can see exactly the same thing and interpret it so differently.