
Next in my series of trying to read classics that I never got to previously is The Edible Woman by Margaret Atwood. I'm sure you've probably all read it, and I'm not sure I have a very good description of the plot anyway... it felt like a slice of life novel from the perspective of a woman developing a mental illness. The main character and the most focussed on secondary character both seemed to be incredibly disconnected emotionally from the world around them, which was probably commentary on something but I don't think I particularly got it.
That said, I really enjoyed the writing. The side thoughts of the main character were hilarious and exactly the sort of random things that float through my mind when I'm not really that invested in a topic (like watching TV - always focusing on the background absurdities instead of the plot). I think I just needed a bit more coherence in the plot; I guess I wasn't really in the mood for this one.