A clever title that might give the wrong impression.
It’s not chick-lit, and it’s not a thriller about serial killer middle-aged women, either.
Instead, Middle Rage is a slowburn contemplation of life as a woman in four different forms. There’s Clover, the retreat leader, emotionally smart but running from something, and three women who’ve come seeking solace and/or change at the retreat. Fleur, with the controlling ex-boyfriend, Maggie who lost a daughter decades ago, and Emma, who’s just angry at everything.
It’s humorous, dark, real, with stories that feel natural, not forced in for plot. I wanted a little extra from the ending, but that’s just me being a greedy reader. Would definitely read Kendrick again.
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