She has little company there besides her dog, her late husband Walter’s ashes and an evangelical public radio personality named Pastor Jimmy, whose show Vesta listens to every night. “My mind needed a smaller world to roam.” Her new home is a cabin on an old, abandoned Girl Scout camp. “I felt I needed to hide a little,” she explains. The novel tells the story of Vesta Gul, a seventy-two-year old widow who, after her late husband’s death, has picked up and moved to the rustic town of Levant with her dog Charlie. What results is an insidious meta-mystery that launches the protagonist on a twisted quest for justice, identity and erratic female independence. Here is her dead body.” Its discovery sends the newest of Moshfegh’s eccentric narrators into a psychosomatic spiral of homespun sleuthing and self-realization. It begins with the finding of a note: “ Her name was Magda. Ottessa Moshfegh’s Death In Her Hands is a wry, toying tailspin of a book.
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