Status Updates From Until the Lions: Echoes fro...

I’m a third of the way through this retelling, and each chapter is full of a more vivid and complicated account of anger than the last. Ancient anger, the anger of women wronged by caste and patriarchy, by gods and men. Anger that isn’t always righteous, anger that doesn’t always look like rage. I wonder how much of this emotion is Naïr’s, who channeled these voices from the unwritten parts of history?