I really enjoyed this, it was written in a really interesting way, fiction and part fact. It is simply about the life of Kim Jiyoung, born in 1982. The story is backed up by statistics and evidence, in a way that isn’t jarring, it makes the fiction all the more real. I always think that there is a very thin line between fiction and reality. There are so many stories and people in the world and throughout history, that surely each fictional story has an element of truth? That someone somewhere must have lived something very similar? This book seems to work on that theory too, it is the story of an entire generation of women. It is familiar and the ending is a little hopeless, resigned to the sexism that pervades societies. Though actually I don’t think that is the case with the author, maybe it was written expecting change, and as a push in the right direction.
