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Novel that feels like being blown about by hot California winds. Meandering nihilism with a want to see the worst.

I really wanted to like this book and did thoroughly enjoyed the first 1/3 of it but after that it fell kind of flat for me. Neither the prose nor story beats were interesting enough to keep me hooked in and now, halfway through the book, I've felt that I have given it a fair shake and decided to stop reading it.

As I sit at my desk, 10:22am, several hours since I finished this book in the morning - a specific passage continues to rattle in my mind

she'd never know the joy of breastfeeding or whatever, the fact that breastfeeding was not really a joy or fun at all, it ached and by the end she gave up but regardless she still should have to know the pain of it, you couldn't just veto out of womanhood because you didn't like the smell of it you little c-nt the world is not a place you make the world is a place you are made by, [209]

Trite and boring. There wasn't anything about this book I liked and had to skip around 20 pages to get myself to at least read the ending.

thanks reddit ! won't be taking suggestions like this in the future ! really didn't like it !

Having to change my review because the more I think about this book as it sits with me, the further my enjoyment of it increases. Especially after reading Brainwyrms by Alison Rumfett which is tonally and thematically similar in many ways. Things have gotten worse since we last spoke and my desperation of loving you and wanting to be loved hasn't changed.

I am sorry Eric LaRocca, I should have given myself more time to ruminate on what you wrote.