Death in Her Hands: A Novel

Not a book I would recommend to people who don't like introspection and deep looks into the psyche of an unreliable and unstable narrator.

There’s nothing technical I wanna critique about this book just that it was underwhelming, and not because it was open-ended, I just didn’t feel anything when I finished it. But I do resonate with the mc. Moshfegh really has a skillful way of interpreting loneliness that evokes emotions that you would never think to associate with being lonely. It’s also quite interesting, looking at it at the perspective of a 70-year old woman.