![]() ![]() One night, in her drinking/pill-popping stupor, Anna believes she sees something awful, yet no one believes her for very valid reasons. ![]() Okay, you know what? The timeline isn’t important.Īnna suffers from agoraphobia and is stuck in her multi-million dollar brownstone with nothing to do but watch her neighbours, drink, watch her neighbours again, drink some more and take her pills. ![]() Maybe it was the anxiety meets weed meets meh reviews, but holy shit if this isn’t the most fun I’ve had reading a book since…like…a week ago… Shout out to all the special people who got the MadTV reference. I think those reviews had a “Lowered Expectations” effect on me because I FUCKING LOVED THIS BOOK. I see a lot of middle-of-the-road reviews from my friends who just didn’t get into it, who thought it was overhyped and underwhelming and I understand. Look, the truth is that this is not a groundbreaking novel or even particularly original in its overall concept. I opened this Saturday night, so completely aware that I had a Monday morning deadline that I got a little high first to set my nerves.Īnd guess what bitches? I blew through this baby so hard I gave myself TMJ. I decided to try anyway because I ain’t no quitter. ![]() I assumed there was not enough time for me to get through this because my weekend included my in-laws staying over and a front-hall closet renovation. I went into this reading experience with full-blown anxiety triggered by a library return date breathing down my neck. ![]()
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