This is frustrating because my dislike of this book is based solely on the fact that I couldn't stay focused.
This review is probably the most unfair, personal taste-y review I've ever written for that exact reason. So take my opinion with an entire shaker of salt.
I refuse to leave a book unreviewed. It's not a bad book (probably), the writing was just not for me.
The prose is one I really struggle to read, old-English speak is just irritating to me, I appreciate it but I just don't like it on a personal level. I never have and probably never will, call me uncultured if you like. I know it was written in the 1800s, but her other works have a far more engaging writing style. This one just feels like a chore to read. Which I fully admit is a little unfair, honestly, because it comes down to personal taste; it's not even a bad style, just one I don't get on with.
The story itself (I read a summary and analysis of it because I couldn't get past the 3 page mark) sounds incredibly good, continuing the feminist messages I've read in previous Gilman stories, it seems to have a lot of similarities to The Yellow Wallpaper. I just don't want to reread sentences again and again to discern what I'm reading. It's not that I can't, it's just that I kind of don't want to and I don't think it was necessary to overcomplicate the prose.
If you enjoy this type of prose, then you will probably enjoy this! It's very likely a great story with great messages. Just not one I can get through unfortunately. Maybe I'll come back to it eventually for a second attempt but I don't feel any strong desire to do so.