A review by torchlab
Weather by Jenny Offill

3.0

Offill’s approach to writing a narrative is interesting: this book is blissfully free of plot or even really any kind of forward motion, instead relying on the steady accretion of coincidence and observation to serve as a propulsive force. The narrator is also a bit of a wash. Not much distinguishes her from many of the other nervous white women in the post-Trump autofiction that I’ve read. What this means, basically, is that the book won’t grab you unless you like Offill’s prose. Which I did, most of the time.