Fates and Furies

A thick drizzle from the sky, like a curtain’s sudden sweeping.

It’s been five days since finishing this and I still don’t know how to subscribe it without feeling like I’m undermining it. No, it’s not just a love story, yet what else is there but the decades of loving and marriage between a man and a woman?

It’s both sides of their story, it’s the views from the outside(rs), it’s how family and society builds and breaks, all coming back to Lotto and Mathilde. It’s written in such a way that the mundane and the boring have a pull, and even when you feel your eyes wander just a little, there’s the gem that’s Lotto and Mathilde (not Mathilde and Lotto, as you will learn) to guide you back to them, to assure you that this is there for a reason.

It’s been a while since I’ve been swept off my feet by a book, but this one definitely tugged at my feet aggressively, pulling me under several times.

Fates and Furies, Lauren Groff, Riverhead Books 2015

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