A very poetic memoir offers a vivid account of the experience of entering a convent and then leaving it several years later, filled with disillusionment. This memoir makes me deeply reflect on the stark difference between my mother's generation and mine. In my mother's era, it was not uncommon for many Catholic girls to choose to become nuns. However, in my generation, such a choice has become much less prevalent. Reading this memoir is like taking a peek into a mysterious world that I knew absolutely nothing about and had never really given much thought to. The writing is truly excellent, and it provides interesting insights that make me see this unfamiliar world from a new perspective.
A young woman's memoir details her six-year stay in a convent in Chicago. However, she eventually leaves, realizing it wasn't the life for her. I found the concept of this book fascinating as it delved into a life I've never experienced. But, I must admit that Larsen's writing style left something to be desired. She writes in a rather superficial manner, never truly baring her feelings. Each chapter is extremely short, with some being less than a page long. This brevity makes it feel as though she is merely skimming the surface of each topic. I would have greatly enjoyed the book more if she had taken the time to flesh out each subject fully. Instead, she leaves the reader with more questions than answers. It's a pity because the story had great potential, but the execution could have been better.