Ottessa Moshfegh's "My Year of Rest and Relaxation"

This year's reading commenced with the extremely strange "My Year of Rest and Relaxation", bought for me by Daughter for Christmas (though at my request)

This took a little while to get into due to its very strange basic story but I have rather enjoyed it - it could make a really odd film.

I don't read much fiction and a rare that a new book manages to penetrate through to me - I actually came across it in a list of books of the year in The Guardian.  And it was the cover that initially aroused my interest.  I might be tempted by another of her books.