Sarah

I picked this up on a whim thinking it would be light and fluffy.

It is not.

It's creepy, it's delicious, it's amazingly fantastic.

You know when you finish something good, all the hair on your head prickles? 😉

I have so many problems with this book I can't even rate it.

THIS IS TRASH. 305 pages of bad writing, too much info dumping/science, and SLUT SHAMING.

IN 2017?!!! IN LITERATURE?!!!

Get fucked Andy weir. This should have never made it past the slush pile. You're fucking disgusting.

NOPE. BIG FAT EFFING TO THE HELL NOPE.

This is..... compulsively terrifying.
Don't be scared off by the description, which does it absolutely no favours.

Set in Ireland, reaching back into the not so distant past, of mother-and-baby homes and Magdalene laundries, it is a seemless blend of historical fiction, with a healthy dash of magical realism, intertwined with a queer coming of age story, and, above all, a tale of what happens when womans rights - and voices - are cloaked in shame and blame so thick it might as well be buried in the peat moss.