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dark
mysterious
sad
tense
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
dark
mysterious
tense
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
No
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
Could never predict where this book was going, and it had a very unexpected storyline. It had me hooked till the very end but even so, a part of me wasn't sure how much I liked it?
Sono confusa, entusiasta e vagamente schifata dalle cose che esplodono ma… bello! Sconsigliato se si possiede un coniglio e/o a chi gradisce mangiarlo, non li guarderete più con gli stessi occhi
challenging
dark
mysterious
tense
fast-paced
dark
mysterious
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Yes
dark
mysterious
tense
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
A mix
Strong character development:
Complicated
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
I’m devastated and disappointed and left wanting and unsatisfied. The first part of this book was entirely underwhelming and confusing, I would’ve rated it a 2⭐️ if I didn’t keep reading.
This book captures perfectly what it feels like to be in and out of psychosis. Going from not worrying about anything, really just not even thinking at all and unconsciously trusting the hand that leads you to god knows where, to conversations that feel heightened with anger and grief and push you out of the thing you think is reality (it’s not and you hate it but why does it feel so good? so normal? so fine?) to actuality and all of it feels like a lie.
You watch the consequences of one reality completely unfurl the other. In the end, which one was more true?
This book captures perfectly what it feels like to be in and out of psychosis. Going from not worrying about anything, really just not even thinking at all and unconsciously trusting the hand that leads you to god knows where, to conversations that feel heightened with anger and grief and push you out of the thing you think is reality (it’s not and you hate it but why does it feel so good? so normal? so fine?) to actuality and all of it feels like a lie.
You watch the consequences of one reality completely unfurl the other. In the end, which one was more true?
Too complex/surreal for my tastes