Two of the books I recently ordered at the library.
50. My Year of Rest and Relaxation – Ottessa Moshfegh
Eileen was one of my surprise favourites of 2017. Although this is a very different book, lacking the dark, subversive and sinister feel of Eileen, I felt it was up there in terms of its irreverent, razor sharp prose and raced through this is a couple of days.
I’m not sure if it would be appropriate to say I enjoyed it, but I found it funny, entertaining and by the final few pages, thought provoking.
A nameless twenty something woman decides the best way to restore herself back to good mental health is by sleeping for a year. She enlists the worst psychiatrist in Manhattan to help her in this quest a she feigns insomnia, so to gain access to the strongest sleeping aids on the market. It’s also the year 2000, so shadow of 9/11 lurks ominously in the background.
At times I actually laughed out loud while reading this book, in a horrified, reading it between my fingers kind of way as the main character’s outrageous exploits unfold in all their cringe worthy glory. This book is probably a bit marmite in that you either love it you don’t.
51.Washington Black – Esi Edugyan
This book felt like a beautifully decorated, very elegant cake which I was looking forward to tucking into, only to find it a bit bland & crumbly.
Washington Black is an eleven year old slave on Faith Plantation , Barbados, 1830. Selected from the fields where he works as a labourer, he becomes the personal servant to the plantation owner’s brother, Titch. Titch is an explorer and abolitionist; he teaches Washington to read and discovers that he had a great artistic talent. After an event occurs which puts both their lives at risk, they attempt to flee Barbados in Titch’s latest invention, a flying contraption known as the “Cloud- cutter”. For me this was where the plot started to go awry.
The story becomes an account of Washington’s adventures in the wider world, as he journeys to America, Canada, London, Amsterdam and Morocco. The plot started to wander off down a number of dead ends which I just found frustrating. Characters were introduced and then faded away. And the prose style, which seemed lyrical during the first section, began to feel over-written and weighed down with pointless metaphors. Loads of things happen, so it certainly wasn’t boring. However, the events lacked any depth or emotional punch and I started to find it a bit of a chore to carry on. I didn’t feel the characters really ever came to life, they were all a bit cardboard and laboured. Disappointing unfortunately. Would I read more by this writer? Probably not.