I struggled, though, to get through this, even though it’s not a very long book. She aggravated me at times with decisions she makes, but I felt for her and I admired her desire to help her students and it was clear she loves her husband and children. She’s still reliant on a best friend she was jealous of for years, and is pretty much estranged from, except for sporadic texts, but yet needs that connection now. Depressing because she is depressed and anxious trying to deal with how to be a good mother, how to deal with the financial bankruptcy she and her husband face. Depressing because most times there seems to be no way out, no way for thirty four year old Elizabeth to rise from all that is happening in her life, all that has happened. I found this to be such a depressing read.
Race, privilege, dysfunctional family relationships, imperfect friendships, the struggles of a working mother and wife who is depressed, so many unmet needs and wants - all packed into this novel. In Want, Lynn Steger Strong explores the subtle violences enacted on a certain type of woman when she dares to want things―and all the various violences in which she implicates herself as she tries to survive. Sasha is facing a crisis, too, and perhaps after years apart, their shared moments of crux can bring them back into each other’s lives. When she reaches out to Sasha, her long-lost childhood friend, it feels almost harmless―one of those innocuous ruptures that exist online, in texts. As she tries to balance her dream and the impossibility of striving toward it while her work and home lives feel poised to fall apart, she wakes at ungodly hours to run miles by the icy river, struggling to quiet her thoughts.
Years after coming to New York to try to build a life, she has found herself with two kids, a husband, two jobs, a PhD―and now they’re filing for bankruptcy. Grappling with motherhood, economic anxiety, rage, and the limits of language, Want is a fiercely personal novel that vibrates with anger, insight, and love.Įlizabeth is tired.
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