A review by hmonkeyreads
My Name Is Lucy Barton by Elizabeth Strout

3.0

This is a quick book, less than 200 pages, and easily read because I take to Strout's writing like a duck to water, but I'm left confused about my feelings on it.

Lucy reflects on her life and her relationships in vague ways but at the same time I feel a profound sense of her sadness and the sense that she's not quite at home in her own skin. The whole thing made me vaguely uncomfortable and I'm not sure if that's good or bad.