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Elena Ferrante "The Days of Abandonment" (Europa Editions)

Olga and Mario have been married for 15 years, when one day, out of the blue, he announces that he has another woman and is leaving. The reality of the abandonment is devastating, and the book is a testament to Olga’s gut-wrenching struggle in the face of the rejection she feels.
I read this book in a couple of days , it was unputadownable, and relativity short, and was taken by Ferrante’s ability to capture the raw pain and incapacitation of this woman; the depths she plunges to as she struggles to find her way out of the quagmire that is her new reality. The writing is sparse and unsentimental but the internal battle she wages is real and staggering.
Ferrante is apparently a reclusive, from what i gathered on the net, but celebrated Italian author who refuses interviews about her books. This book was lucid, intensely personal, and profoundly honest – sometimes uncomfortably so. Ferrante got to the heart of Olga’s pain to such an extent, I wondered if it was biographical.

Olga and Mario have been married for 15 years, when one day, out of the blue, he announces that he has another woman and is leaving. The reality of the abandonment is devastating, and the book is a testament to Olga’s gut-wrenching struggle in the face of the rejection she feels.
I read this book in a couple of days , it was unputadownable, and relativity short, and was taken by Ferrante’s ability to capture the raw pain and incapacitation of this woman; the depths she plunges to as she struggles to find her way out of the quagmire that is her new reality. The writing is sparse and unsentimental but the internal battle she wages is real and staggering.
Ferrante is apparently a reclusive, from what i gathered on the net, but celebrated Italian author who refuses interviews about her books. This book was lucid, intensely personal, and profoundly honest – sometimes uncomfortably so. Ferrante got to the heart of Olga’s pain to such an extent, I wondered if it was biographical.