I have SO many thoughts, mostly good, after finishing this amazing novel. Yes, it's a visceral, tough read, both emotionally and physically. Step past the initial confronting violence, and sit uncomfortably with the fury and anger in this novel; as it built to the whirlwind of women's voices, I was mesmerised. For the reader, there's no escaping or looking away from the violence inflicted on the female characters, reinforcing how they would have felt. It is boldly feminist, from the blood that seeps in every scene, to the violent deaths against the female cows at the abbatoir by the men. I bookmarked so many lines, and really liked the use of unusual sentence endings and being upended and unsettled by them. Another stellar addition to the rise of dark, feminist gothic modern Australian fiction, like The Natural Way of Things, and remember having similar strong reactions to that novel as well.
"I listen to the whopping sounds of irregular air around me, to a cluster of circular movement in the heavy clouds pushing against the Earth's rotation. Spin. Spin. Spin. A violent rally. (Think of the names of storm, of cyclones. Kate. Megan. Olga. Tracey. Nora. Tiffany. Tasha. Think of what they are said to be as they approach - temperamental in nature, flirting with the coastline, teasing the town. Think about what they really are - big, bold, wild, powerful and able to destroy you. Batten down your windows, blokes. Bring the car in under the house. Go to the smallest room. Get in the bathtub. Move under a mattress. Stockpile food for when the electricity fails. Spin. Spin. Spin.)"