Protagonist Vivian is a neurodivergent woman living in a house left to her when her great aunt died. Vivian has always been different. Her parents told her that she is a changeling from the fairy world. She wanders around Dublin looking for a portal to the “otherworld” so she can find her people (presumably other changelings). She puts up flyers advertising for a friend named Penelope, eventually finding someone who is equally unusual. The storyline follows Vivian’s wanderings and the way people (mostly negatively) react to her. It is written in first person present tense from Vivian’s perspective. It is entirely character driven, with no discernable plot. Vivian tends to name things, and many of her lists are included. A little of this goes a long way and I think it is a bit overdone. The prose is the strongest part, but there is not much substance and lots of rambling. I am glad I read it but after a while it got tiresome.
This sounded so interesting but I did not enjoy it although it had its moments. I said at the end " I hope others will give it a try, but I found it trying."
I felt very much the same. I enjoyed the prose and would read another book by this author, but I think this was just too much wandering around with nothing happening. I'm not one that needs a much of a plot, but there needs to be something of interest to keep me reading.
Protagonist Vivian is a neurodivergent woman living in a house left to her when her great aunt died. Vivian has always been different. Her parents told her that she is a changeling from the fairy world. She wanders around Dublin looking for a portal to the “otherworld” so she can find her people (presumably other changelings). She puts up flyers advertising for a friend named Penelope, eventually finding someone who is equally unusual. The storyline follows Vivian’s wanderings and the way people (mostly negatively) react to her. It is written in first person present tense from Vivian’s perspective. It is entirely character driven, with no discernable plot. Vivian tends to name things, and many of her lists are included. A little of this goes a long way and I think it is a bit overdone. The prose is the strongest part, but there is not much substance and lots of rambling. I am glad I read it but after a while it got tiresome.