This is not a book. It may look and feel like any other book youve held in your hands and plopped on your nightstandbut its not a book. Its a blog in print. A book should be a fluid continuous stream of prose, with a climactic arch and a subsequent dénouement. This printed blog doesnt really have those things. It has blog posts, posted comments, and emails in chronological order. It does tell a story, truebut its neither edited, nor polished. This is an in-the-moment angst of a first-time mother going through a Russian adoption. A memoir would be told in the wise voice of a narrator whos been through the process successfully. This blog is told in the frantic voice of a chick who had no idea what was going on. Its not a book, but its our story.
