![]() ![]() ![]() This is a portrait of a person losing her mind, from inside her mind, while she tries to keep it, using a pretend murder mystery. This is not a murder mystery, conventional or otherwise. It's neither as energetic as the horror story of Eileen, nor as thought-provoking and relevant as Rest and Relaxation. The author has said that she wrote the manuscript between those other two novels and put it away for a while. Readers who have read and loved Moshfegh's Eileen and My Year of Rest and Relaxation may find less to love in this strange, affectless protagonist. Still others, like Vesta, become sucked into a rabbit hole of what-ifs and wonderment, looking for questions in a life that has had too many answers already. ![]() Some might show it to a spouse or the police. Some might chuckle and attach it to a pinboard. What would you do, if you found a note like that? Some of us might ignore it. Until the day when Vesta finds a note under a rock that reads: "Her name was Magda. There she lives simply with her beloved dog Charlie, taking long rambling walks through the woods and interacting with virtually no one. Vesta Gul, a widow in her seventies, has relocated from the Northern Midwest leaving behind the home she shared with her husband Walter, for a cabin at a decommissioned Girl Scout camp in an unspecified Northeastern state. ![]()
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