Mixed feelings about this novel, which investigates why there are no Mountain Women narratives & why women have just as much of a right to solitude & nature as men do (maybe more, given what society puts us through).
There are lots of Big Ideas here but it reads more like a philosophical manifesto (against dualism & in favor of interconnectivity & fluidity) than a novel. Andrews never uses contractions, a stylistic tic that I find so grating.👇🏻