The Sisters Three And an Update.

It has been abundantly clear to me that I have cut off pretty much all of my internet communications. My friend Pancake actually had a fit when I appeared online one evening. He thought I had fallen off the face of the Earth.

No, my fine wordy friends, I am still here.

Life has hit me, hard. I started a second job, again. I pulled my MCL, again. Exam season has just passed, again. Luckily all these wonderfully stressful things happened within two weeks of one another. But fear not, I survive. Not that you were worried, or even remembered that you subscribed to my blog but hey, I like to think that at one point in my absence you were like “Hmm, that random blog I follow has posted in a while.” These are the things that I like to pretend happen.

But in other news, despite all my pre-schedule time I actually managed to finish a novel! What are you odds, right?

Well, it may have taken me some time but I finished Eleanor Brown’s The Weird Sisters.

Basically this is a novel about three sisters, Rosalind “Rose,” Bianca, “Bean,” and Cordelia “Cordy.” Each sister is named after a Shakespearian play because their father is a Professor of Shakespeare in the college town where these three sisters grew up. This is a beautiful story about people, nothing really happens. WeirdSistersUSPaperback

It’s a fantastically written novel. The narration is unique and beautiful. I’ve never read a book where I was so captivated by the narrative voice. Sometimes it will be one sister narrating her own story, but then the narration will shift with the other two sisters narrating the description on the third. At first I was a little flustered by this, but I ended up loving it.

I don’t like to gender books, but there isn’t a lot of a man to relate to in this novel. By all means, I suggest men read it because it may give them some insight into the female psyche that he may not have had before. But, being female myself I found that many of the thoughts (particularly the negative ones) that these characters were thinking about themselves I’ve experienced.

This novel hits you right in the feelings. I recommend this novel to anyone looking to feel something about how the modern female views herself. It’s depressing in the sense that the majority of the ideas that these characters have about themselves are negative, and yet they are so relatable. But, the way I see it is that we’re our own worst critics and to overcome our negative outlooks we need to stare them in the face first. Brown does exactly that.