Helen Memel lies in the Department of Internal Medicine at Maria Hilf Hospital. While she waits for her divorced parents to come and visit her – who she hopes will finally be reconciled by the side of her hospital bed – she begins to examine those parts of her body usually seen as distinctly ‘unladylike’. She lets the orderly, Robin, take photos of those areas her curious gaze can’t reach. And, on the side, she tends to her collection of avocado stones – which also happen to provide her with invaluable sexual services …
Wetlands takes an unflinching, and very funny, look at one of the last remaining taboos of today. Courageous, radical and provocative, Charlotte Roche’s novel rebels against hygiene hysteria, the sterile aesthetics of women’s magazines and standardized dealings with the female body and its sexuality. This is a wonderfully wild story of a heroine both pleasure-seeking and vulnerable, who voices what others do not even dare to think.
MY REVIEW (MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS)
I’ve always taken the stand that once I’m a certain ways through a book, I have to finish it. (Not really the case when I was reading my nephew’s books – there I just ran out of time … well, that and a general annoyance towards the goofiness of the book.) This is something that is pushed even more if I actually purchased the book myself. Case in point: Reading the first book in the Sookie Stackhouse series. After reading that, I felt like I had been violated in some way. Continue reading