This story presents a fictional account of an all-female expedition to the South Pole in the early 20th century, narrated in a reflective, almost confessional tone. The group undertakes their journey in secret, deliberately avoiding fame or recognition. What unfolds is a quiet meditation on ambition, humility, and the rewriting of history from the margins, emphasizing personal meaning over public glory.
Writing à la connect-the-dots. Pisco, sastrugi, skua, etc. I hope she was able to use all the terms on her list. A truly uninteresting story, the only highlight being the appearance of some penguins early on.
Eight Adélie penguins immediately came to greet us with many exclamations of interest not unmixed with disapproval.