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288 pages | $24.95
“If women are crazy it’s because they contain multitudes, which is because they have to,” thinks our eponymous protagonist in Victoria Sees It. Debut novelist Carrie Jenkins has written a dark, propulsive and original novel: A feminist interrogation of madness, wrapped in a gothic mystery.
At first glance, the pieces are a familiar assortment of tropes: A brilliant, troubled outsider; a missing blonde; the lingering question of our protagonist’s sanity. And yet Victoria Sees It feels utterly and unsettlingly new. The deeper you get into the story, the less you know what to expect.
Victoria, our idiosyncratic protagonist, grows up in the care of a timid aunt and brute of an uncle. In the grand tradition of literary heroines, she is impoverished emotionally as well as financially her mother is catatonic, her father conspicuously absent from the narrative.