Mrs March

Self-obsessed one dimensional unpleasant characters make for a one-dimensional and unpleasant read. Mrs March is flawed, self obsessed wife of a famous writer. She is obsessed that everything is about her and a bad reflection on her. She is vain and stupid and deeply frustrating to read about. With such a deeply flawed main character you really need to have some traits to make them understandable even if they are not likeable, but here we are told everything from her infuriatingly obtuse point of view where everyone is out to get her. I get that it is meant to be a slightly disturbing take on mental health but it it is too in your face and ends up being a chore to read. Definitely not for me.