“She’s just jealous, people say, as if jealousy is something minor. But it’s not, it’s the worst, it’s the worst feeling there is- incoherent and confused and shameful, and at the same time self-righteous and focused and hard as glass, like the view through a telescope.”
Obsessed with Atwood’s writing; this is quickly becoming my favorite of her books.
— Jun 27, 2025 12:52PM
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