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Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine by Gail Honeyman
5.0
Oh my god. This book is... just everything.
Summary:
Eleanor Oliphant works an office job where everyone is incompetent, antisocial, judgemental, smallminded and borderline civilized. Except, of course, her. That isn't to say that she's exceptional by any means. She strives for average, unnoticeable -- even if mummy's voice is always whispering in her ear about what a disgusting, horrible girl she is.
Eleanor Oliphant is 30 and barely getting by. She's an alcoholic and deeply traumatized, and she she has no idea. It's hard to imagine that the way she was raised wasn't "love" when the best she can hope for from anyone is indifference. Whatever her mother has for her, at least it's unconditional. Eleanor doesn't have anyone else.
But... she thinks she might be falling in love.
She has this new coworker who's following her, but ignoring that weird, clumsy little man, what if she fell in love? With a rockstar? Someone Mummy might approve of, someone perfect, someone she's never met?
Maybe she can change. Maybe she can become the type of person who deserves love. Step one : change everything about herself. Step two... mild-to-intermediate stalking. Step three : maybe a love confession? Maybe a poem?
I hated Eleanor in the first chapters of this book and I couldn't fathom why anyone would think her "charming" or "funny".
I now adore her, unfortunately.
Summary:
Eleanor Oliphant works an office job where everyone is incompetent, antisocial, judgemental, smallminded and borderline civilized. Except, of course, her. That isn't to say that she's exceptional by any means. She strives for average, unnoticeable -- even if mummy's voice is always whispering in her ear about what a disgusting, horrible girl she is.
Eleanor Oliphant is 30 and barely getting by. She's an alcoholic and deeply traumatized, and she she has no idea. It's hard to imagine that the way she was raised wasn't "love" when the best she can hope for from anyone is indifference. Whatever her mother has for her, at least it's unconditional. Eleanor doesn't have anyone else.
But... she thinks she might be falling in love.
She has this new coworker who's following her, but ignoring that weird, clumsy little man, what if she fell in love? With a rockstar? Someone Mummy might approve of, someone perfect, someone she's never met?
Maybe she can change. Maybe she can become the type of person who deserves love. Step one : change everything about herself. Step two... mild-to-intermediate stalking. Step three : maybe a love confession? Maybe a poem?
I hated Eleanor in the first chapters of this book and I couldn't fathom why anyone would think her "charming" or "funny".
I now adore her, unfortunately.