My Year of Rest and Relaxation
Ottessa Moshfegh, 2018
A young woman with a trust fund, a psychiatrist, and a plan to sleep for a year—a deadpan satire of self-care and modern numbness.
Ottessa Moshfegh
The novel is set in 2000, before smartphones made total withdrawal nearly impossible; the narrator can vanish without a ping.
Feels like unease, nostalgia and nature.
What it costs to sleep through a year you don’t want to live.
I had started “hibernating” as best I could in mid-June of 2000. I was twenty-four years old. I watched summer die and autumn turn cold and gray through a broken slat in the blinds. My muscles withered. The sheets on my bed yellowed, although I usually fell asleep in front of the television on the sofa, which was from Pottery Barn and striped blue and white and sagging and covered in coffee and sweat stains. Books by Ottessa Moshfegh
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