![]() ![]() ![]() Is Moshfegh telling us that to build a character and a story so convincingly that the teller must lose themselves? Interesting to think about. As Vesta weaves the story of Magda and her death for us, she seems to be unraveling herself. ![]() The intrigue really builds as the characters we thought dwelled only in the protagonist’s mind seem to start to leak out into the real world. I think the line from the book, “A good detective presumes more than she interrogates,” pretty much sums up Vesta’s process. So begins Vesta’s journey into investigating the death of Magda. There is no sign of a body, a struggle, or anything suspicious other than the note on a torn piece of notebook paper. On one of their early morning walks in the birch wood across the street, Vesta and Charlie happen across the note that tells of Magda and her death neatly pinned to the ground with small black pebbles. Like most of Moshfegh’s characters, Vesta has chosen isolation and seeks solitude as comfort. ![]() Vesta Gul is a 72 year old transplant to a small town in the American north-east, a widow who has bought a cabin in the woods to spend the remainder of her time on a lake with her dog. ![]()
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