304 pages
English language
Published Oct. 30, 2019 by Penguin Random House.
It's early 2000 on New York City's Upper East Side, and the alienation of Moshfegh's unnamed young protagonist from others is nearly complete when she initiates her yearlong siesta, during which time she experiences limited personal interactions. Her parents have died; her relationships with her bulimic best friend Reva, an ex-boyfriend, and her drug-pushing psychiatrist are unwholesome. As her pill-popping intensifies, so does her isolation and determination to leave behind the world's travails. She is also beset by dangerous blackouts induced by a powerful medication.
I love Ottessa Moshfegh's writing, but this just didn't come together
This is the first book I've read by this celebrated author who came out with this particular work not long before the COVID-19 pandemic with its grief and trauma erupted, causing a big reception on social media then. She has been influenced by writers who take risks with characters who live on the edge. Here the protagonist is struggling with grief and trying to extinguish her consciousness through drugs for a year, believing it will wipe herself clean again. The writing makes it clear she is doing bad things, though not to get high, and subjects her to as much ridicule as anyone else. This is not as much a moral judgment as a description of the mental and physical process of abusing her body nearly to the point of death, with the gross parts left in. The disgusting sections serve a function, and even the nihilism gets a take-down …
This is the first book I've read by this celebrated author who came out with this particular work not long before the COVID-19 pandemic with its grief and trauma erupted, causing a big reception on social media then. She has been influenced by writers who take risks with characters who live on the edge. Here the protagonist is struggling with grief and trying to extinguish her consciousness through drugs for a year, believing it will wipe herself clean again. The writing makes it clear she is doing bad things, though not to get high, and subjects her to as much ridicule as anyone else. This is not as much a moral judgment as a description of the mental and physical process of abusing her body nearly to the point of death, with the gross parts left in. The disgusting sections serve a function, and even the nihilism gets a take-down here. The prose is precisely crafted whether describing mourning customs, status signals in the year 2000, or the aftermath of a manic blackout. The protagonist has little interest in sticking to norms of behavior in any but an a superficial, ironic fashion. At the same time, it goes deep into philosophy as we spend so much time inside the head of a person who is relentlessly pushing herself into areas that seem anti-life, destructive, but also banal.
I was thinking if this story had been instead an adventure about an astronaut sleeping while traveling to a distant star, how much would my attitude to the story change? Why or why not? Or if it were about a vampire unconscious in a casket through centuries? By the end of the story, there is a remarkable section where thoughts about art and ordinary activities suggest an entirely different attitude to the reason for conscious life which felt like it took the book into a whole different plane. I did not expect to like this book as much as I did even as I recognized that it would not be the sort of thing for so many people I know.
The audiobook narration by Julia Whelan brought out the dark humor and portrayed the annoying characters in a way that helped make them seem like real people. I was able to sense now and then that there was real pain going on alongside the nonsense.
Very entertaining
Simply sleeping so everything gets better. Mood. But seriously, I really like this story in a few ways. One of the things that I didn't like as much was the number of pages, I just feel like I'd have liked it more in a shorter format.
