Alright, I just finished Barbara Kingsolver's DEMON COPPERHEAD. This is an absolutely stunning masterpiece, well deserving of its Pulitzer, that offers a searing and completely submerging portrait of what it is like to be poor and to be a drug addict. The novel is honest about these Appalachian lives without ever being mocking or condescending. It is DEEPLY observed. I'm now going to read all of Kingsolver's fiction now. She's terrific.