|My Copy||library copy|
|First Read||September 04, 2022|
This is real literary fiction, and on paper sounds like something I'd like. Loopy, meandering first-person story from a woman who makes big weird sculptures! The tough part came as it covered a global flu-like pandemic, and London shut down and just-about-collapsed. It was like the UK version of Covid but worse. It's beautifully written, but it's BRUTAL. incredible, visceral descriptions of mental illness, sex, and death that are really impressive, but left me wondering how happy I was to actually be reading it.
Noted on September 7, 2022