"The Green Road" by Anne Enright

There were too many passages in the book that I did not quie understand because they were vague. And I found the beginning half, that explored the lives of the four children, rather slow. My interest perked up when the book reached the mother, Rosaleen, because I could relate some of her behaviour to my mother. Poor mothers, trapped in the role of "Mother" and not seen as just "people" by their children. Poor children, forever trying to reach their mothers and fighting against how they think they're seen. All in all, I am glad I read this book. Oh, and I would have to say that much of Enright's writing gives me a feeling of dreary fog, similar to the weather in Ireland. And yet, she also always manages to find bits of joy in the fog.