We Spread

I was all over the place with this book. Loved the start of it, got bored in the middle (just too much monologue/dialogue), then loved it again when it redeemed itself entirely in the final paragraph. I think this is an exploration of dementia from the point of view of the person suffering from it, but you might think differently. You might think this is a horror novel, and really both opinions are right. Iain Reid's ingenuity in this book, as in I'm Thinking of Ending Things, and Foe, lies in these forking paths, and I am here for it. I look forward to seeing where the path takes him next.