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A review by wkiepura
The Word for Woman is Wilderness by Abi Andrews
1.0
DNF - 2/3 of the way through
y’all I have a lot of feels on this. Guilt, disappointment, confusion - just to name a few. This is my first DNF on this account and frankly only my second this year. This book had everything going for it but wow I just could not follow the plot well enough to finish, let alone enjoy it.
TWFWIW follows British teen Erin as she embarks across a cross continental journey from England to the Alaskan Yukon. Looking to reenact Jack Kerouac’s On The Road from a feminist lens - Andrews beautifully echoes the chaotic journey with a heroine.
But while the book was beatnik in style, its a beating to read. Unceasingly rotating between theory, stream of consciousness and lucid dreams, I struggled understanding what was reality and what was fiction. In addition, Erin’s l nativity and reckless hitchhiking to save a few dollars was like watching a puppy fall down a flight of stairs. Getting 2/3 of the way through we finally see Erin arrive in the Yukon and start “experiencing” nature. But at that point, my attention and endurance has been zapped. I picked this up expecting an adventure novel, and got a philosophical treatise instead.
y’all I have a lot of feels on this. Guilt, disappointment, confusion - just to name a few. This is my first DNF on this account and frankly only my second this year. This book had everything going for it but wow I just could not follow the plot well enough to finish, let alone enjoy it.
TWFWIW follows British teen Erin as she embarks across a cross continental journey from England to the Alaskan Yukon. Looking to reenact Jack Kerouac’s On The Road from a feminist lens - Andrews beautifully echoes the chaotic journey with a heroine.
But while the book was beatnik in style, its a beating to read. Unceasingly rotating between theory, stream of consciousness and lucid dreams, I struggled understanding what was reality and what was fiction. In addition, Erin’s l nativity and reckless hitchhiking to save a few dollars was like watching a puppy fall down a flight of stairs. Getting 2/3 of the way through we finally see Erin arrive in the Yukon and start “experiencing” nature. But at that point, my attention and endurance has been zapped. I picked this up expecting an adventure novel, and got a philosophical treatise instead.