Susanna Moore's Life of Objects
So this is about an Irish girl who ends up moving to Berlin in 1938 to be a lacemaker for a fancy lady, or something, but then OH NO WAR. And they go to their country house and hang out? I don't know, this is basically like every other historical WWII coming-of-age sort of thing, complete with the requisite soldier rape, but I'm just not sure what the point of it was. At the end I actually said "What??" out loud because it was just sort of over. I mean, sure, yeah, her journey is just beginning blah blah but her journey so far was kind of boring. And it's really hard to write a kind of boring WWII book. C.
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