by J.M. Coetzee
Short stories about an Australian author, Elizabeth Costello. Most of the stories were ok - except for the last one - very good story examining at the end of the day, what is it that we really believe. Does it matter?
One of those books whose images stay with you but gosh, I didn't care. I just didn't care. Read this review instead. I was describing it to a friend and she said, oh, a grade twelve book. By which she meant a book you're assigned to study in high school.
I enjoyed Elizabeth Costello – the ideas kept my interest despite the book being lean on plot and character development. The relationships the protagonist has with her son and sister seem like they ought to be explored, but instead they’re mostly abandoned, the characters being used only as instrume...