I don’t think I ‘got’ this. It’s Big L literature that favours character study over anything really happening. 

Having read a fictional biography on Plath, I felt like it was a thinly veiled depiction of her feelings. Mostly, it made me sad. 

There were very beautiful phrases in here though and some really profound commentary. I feel like if I was studying it at Uni I would have really enjoyed it, and maybe returning to it in the future I’ll have more energy to sink my teeth into it.