This review reminds me a lot of how I felt about her book My Brother which I read earlier this year. I'd read both Lucy and A Small Place about ten years ago and found them both so affecting that I was sure I'd love My Brother but instead I found it disappointing and sort of unbalanced, or incomplete...and at the same time, her writing is also so forceful that I had the same urge to quote large passages at people. This post reminds me that I still want to read Annie John, so thank you for that!