Walker, the author of books like The Women's Encyclopedia of Myths and Secrets and Women's Rituals, was clearly the writer to undertake this anomalous little novel, which tells the story of a young warrior from an Amazon tribe living near the Black Sea circa 300 B.C. As such, Antiope does what's expected of her: After making her first kill (a Greek), she retreats to the womb cave for a ritual cleansing and rebirth (the last time she went subterranean was after her first ``moonblood''). But instead of waking up ready to pick her own ``child begetter'' and start a clan, she comes to on the shoulder of a California freeway naked and encircled by a gang of boys, whom she smites with her sword—but not before she gets a bullet in the thigh. To her rescue comes Diana, a divorced journalist who buys Antiope's story and teaches her to speak English and shop at the grocery store, though she's forced to remind her charge ``not to touch your genitals in the presence of other people. It would not be understood.'' Diana ultimately writes a book about Antiope, and it becomes a hit—resulting in a talk- show appearance and all sorts of occasions for Antiope to comment on society's spiritual impoverishment, clearly a result of ``the culture's loss of the Mother image,'' or so Antiope ruminates. In the end, she finds a time warp back to the womb cave, but not before saving a contemporary temple to the Goddess from a dynamiting, and slicing up a Jesus freak to boot. Religio-feminist diatribes veiled by a very thin fiction. For initiates only.