3.5 stars.
A woman, across one day of her life, shares her experience as a housewife and a mother in suburban Sydney. Her husband is a working man and treats her in a way that is somewhat ambiguous. As the reader, we are confined to the mind of the woman, as she goes about her day, preparing for a dinner party. We watch her go to the supermarket, and prepare the house, while simultaneously being driven quite insane by her living situation. She had a very good career which she had to sacrifice when she became a mother. She longs for things that her husband laughs at, and dismisses.
This is such an interesting book - difficult to explain but something you need to experience for yourself to fully grasp. It's not a man-hating, feminist declaration. It's these complex feelings that this woman has when she feels very loyal to her husband (and to some degree loves him), and she also absolutely adores her children, but she is convinced that something is wrong with her. The things she has been told about herself by other people, make her think that her unhappiness, or her dissatisfaction with her life, is because of something being mentally not-quite-right with her.
This very much captures that Sydney, suburb kind of vibe... I pictured the supermarket while I was reading it. However, this book was a little too directionless for my liking - which feels weird to say because I think that was partly the point of it. It was written in a stream of consciousness style, without chapters. If you want something that's a little bit different - it might switch up your reading taste - and a really good look into the female experience, then I recommend this book.