Her narrators seem so intent on intellectualizing their position in life and relationships with other people that I struggle to emotionally connect with their experiences or point of view. It's more the manner in which she writes about her characters which is entirely centred on the self, but avoids getting to the heart of their being. I'm not necessarily put off by the ponderous nature of her narratives or the rarified environments her fiction is set in. I was enthusiastic to try her fiction again by reading “Second Place” since it has been listed for this year's Booker Prize, but now I remember why I've avoided her books. It's been quite a while since the publication of “Outline” which is the only other book by Rachel Cusk that I've read.
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