A review by marieandthebooks
Ducks, Newburyport by Lucy Ellmann

4.0

This book is so different from anything I have ever read that it’s hard to place in a category or compare to others.
A list of a fairly attention deficit housewife’s inner thoughts, jumping from one thing to another, groceries, memories, observations, songs, movies and whatnots.
(And it’s a rambling of a thousand pages completely devoid of periods!)

I can sum this book up into this - what matters in life is the nature of things that we see throught the eyes of the lioness - and all the rest is just noise.
It’s how life is, it’s how it should be, and if we calm the fuck down, we can go back to the nature of things

The fact that humans have this ability for self reflection and thought is our downfall. If we learned how to mute our thoughts we might enjoy life and the simplicity of it a bit more. Took me 1000 pages of rambling, not only to figure that out, but to crave it.

(This book is impossible to give a star rating to, I admire the effort of this, so I give it a 4, but as far as reading enjoyment I’d put it to a 2)