Apparently it’s the season of books about a female narrator damned to fend alone for the rest of their lives. Very cool to read after “I who have never known men”, comparing and contrasting how two women, 30 years apart approached a similar concept.
Love the interiority, the honesty and the beautiful use of language.
Apparently it’s the season of books about a female narrator damned to fend alone for the rest of their lives. Very cool to read after “I who have never known men”, comparing and contrasting how two women, 30 years apart approached a similar concept.
Love the interiority, the honesty and the beautiful use of language.