I find Ottessa Moshfegh to be incredibly divisive as a writer. Of all her work, I was a little lukewarm on Eileen, but I might reread it soon, and I LOVED her story collection. I actively disliked McGlue, and thought My Year of Rest and Relaxation was amazing. I also really really liked this one. If you didn’t, I get it; she is divisive. So we begin with our narrator Vesta walking her dog in the woods where she lives. She finds a note that cryptically suggests a […]
Her name was Magda.
Death in her Hands by Ottessa Moshfegh
