HekArtemis
This book reads like disjointed, muddled, journal entries. Made by a woman who is poetically weird as heck. There are allusions to the Yellow Wallpaper too, so I feel like she might be a bit mad.
I think this could have made a good story if told normally. And I suppose it is still a good story as it is. But the writing style is super not for me. Also I just don't get how she could love that husband of hers, ugh. So not feminist.