A review by chloeshawe
Babysitter by Joyce Carol Oates

1.0

I am so happy to be done with this book! There was no real plot, I hated the writing style, I was sick of Hannah alternating between calling herself a terrible wife and mother and then saying that of course she’s an excellent Mommy to her kids (her favorite, Katya, most of all, but of course she would never admit that, a good Mommy would never admit she has a favorite.) I’ve said it before, but I can’t stand child abuse being a central focus of fiction. Finally, if I never see “him,” “his,” or “he” italicized ever again it will still be too soon. This is absolutely my least favorite book of the year.