I picked up The Hounding by Xenobe Purvis from the library on a whim. This slim little gothic was a fascinating take on femininity and the way that male violence shapes the lives of women, even when they're doing nothing but trying to help. It was fascinating that this book was able to communicate so much about the weight that expectations can place on women, and done in a way where the POV characters were never given their own voice--making the reader complicit in the assumptions foisted on them by their community. I also enjoyed how this book straddled the lines of speculative fiction by never confirming the answer to the community's central, gossipy question (were those girls turning into dogs??). Everything present in this book could have truly happened without any magical involvement, but the specter of the supernatural carried the plot forward.
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