When life is scarier than death; Dark humour, spot-on dialogue and twisted incidents.
At her own birthday party, Anita asks her friends, who would be willing to help her take her life? After she has spoken the words aloud, she realises she has touched a taboo.
At fifty, she is tired of her profession. A need to start a new novel gets her anxious: she knows that inevitably a deep depression will follow. Is it really a need to write, a need to live?
”A writer’s job is slow, messy and pathetic. As if a surgeon cut the patient up and left everything out in the open to rot, not removing the evil, nor sewing the wound.”