The woman Upstairs by Claire Messud

The woman upstairs is in a rage and who can blame her as she tells us her story – she’s a daughter, teacher, neighbour and artist – but the artist within her is stymied as she navigates her way through life. The book is beautifully written and a real meditation on art and the lengths to which one will go to push the boundaries. I must say that I don’t often figure out the climax of the books I read (am a little slow that way) – but did know how this would end – it didn’t take away from my enjoyment though – perhaps because I fancy myself an artist on my best days!