52 books in 52 weeks
13. Moral Disorder by Margaret Atwood
Reading this after Castle Rock made me think it was the year for reminiscing in Canada. I am endlessly amazed by Atwood's versatility.

Though just a tiny bit self-indulgent, this book was a intellectual blast. Why do American women not write this way more often?

I adored this book. Since it wasn't a library book, I was allowed to relish it slowly over months and relish it I did. I pray for an opportunity like Gilbert's.

I also pray I never lose my mind. I recall this book was not entirely well-received, but I think any bad reviews were a symptom of sophomore backlash. It's no Curious Incident but it's engaging and enjoyable.

I had no idea how dark this was. It opened my mind to different roads the graphic novel can take and told a heartbreaking story, but I think next time, I may want a little less despair.
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