Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine
Gail Honeyman, 2017
A woman who has arranged her life into perfect, narrow routines discovers that a small kindness can crack it open.
Gail Honeyman's debut won the 2017 Costa First Novel Award and became a bestseller; she wrote it over several years in her spare time.
Feels like solitude, melancholy and identity.
When a flat stops being a home and becomes a place no one enters.
No one’s been in my flat this year apart from service professionals; I’ve not voluntarily invited another human being across the threshold, except to read the meter. You’d think that would be impossible, wouldn’t you? It’s true, though. I do exist, don’t I? It often feels as if I’m not here, that I’m a figment of my own imagination. There are days when I feel so lightly connected to the earth that the threads that tether me to the planet are gossamer thin, spun sugar. A strong gust of wind could dislodge me completely, and I’d lift off and blow away, like one of those seeds in a dandelion clock. Gail Honeyman, 2017
A woman who has arranged her life into perfect, narrow routines discovers that a small kindness can crack it open.
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