Harrow the Ninth

Harrow the Ninth trades one annoying lesbian narrator (complimentary) for another, equally but differently annoying lesbian narrator (also complimentary). It trades the mysteries of Canaan House for the mysteries of Lyctorhood and God Himself. It answers exactly none of the questions set forth in the first book and instead opens up a whole new world of what the fuck. It introduces a new cast of characters with absolutely no plot armor and strange unknowable motivations for doing the things they do. It is trippy and wonderful and weird and made me go "WHAT" at least a dozen times.

I read this in tandem with a friend and we had the best time sharing theories and reactions to the absolutely wild series of events that transpires in these pages. Also, the MEMES. Tamsyn Muir is a mad genius. After the first book took me about a month to get through (mostly due to the first few chapters), I absolutely blitzed through this one in a matter of days. We're really cooking at this point in the series, and even though you know you won't be given any answers, you just have to hold on tight and enjoy the ride. It's a fuckin wild one.