I have never identified so much with a character. Her thoughts were my own, long before I picked up this book. Writing it must have been an act of catharsis for the author, because that’s what it was for me as I read it. Some might call the ideas in these pages thought-provoking, esoteric, unconventional, maybe even antisocial. But to me, it’s validation of an obvious truth that so many cannot see.
DRIVE YOUR PLOW OVER THE BONES OF THE DEAD
by Olga Tokarczuk