Book mini-review: Circe by Madeline Miller

Greek gods and monsters made real. A rare book, in which a female first-person narrative rings true. I find that most books with the same point of view are either ‘a man imagines a female inner voice (‘Love after love’ by Alex Hourston) or ‘a woman internalised the convention’ (‘The last man” by Mary Shelley).

The end of “Circe” didn’t satisfy me, though, as if all Circe needed was an unambitious man.

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