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3.99 AVERAGE
3.99 AVERAGE
3,5*
El principio me pareció muy entretenido pero después me alejé un poco de los sentimientos de la protagonista. Para una lectura de fin de semana está bien.
El principio me pareció muy entretenido pero después me alejé un poco de los sentimientos de la protagonista. Para una lectura de fin de semana está bien.
dark
emotional
reflective
sad
fast-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
No
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
The way Emily Austin is able to portray the feeling of anxiety and panic attacks is scarily good to the point that it triggered my anxiety at times
Gilda has chronic anxiety and depression. She lives in constant fear of death and of making other people unhappy in any way. She literally cannot face the truth of very many things, which only causes more issues in her life and relationships. Emily Austin did a masterful job portraying what it must be like to suffer the way that Gilda is suffering. The book is, indeed, funny in places. But it is mostly depressing and made my heart hurt for this person who was simply struggling to get through each day alive. I'm looking forward to reading more from this author.
challenging
dark
emotional
reflective
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Content Warnings
Graphic: Homophobia, Mental illness, Suicidal thoughts, Medical content
dark
funny
reflective
medium-paced
Plot or Character Driven:
Character
Strong character development:
Yes
Loveable characters:
Complicated
Diverse cast of characters:
Complicated
Flaws of characters a main focus:
Yes
I find myself in almost every single book I read but particularly this one. I love literature because I get to know people completely different from me and still find myself in their world, it's a trial in empathy and imagination. In this book (through no fault of it's own) I don't find myself transported anywhere except back into my own neuroses. I too am queer, often surrounded by Catholics, I have an undiagnosed but obvious anxiety disorder, bouts of depression that lead me to never clean up, and an obsessive fear of death. Hell, when I was a teen I broke my arm and tried to convince everyone I was fine, and did so well in fact that I sat alone in an empty ER waiting room for 30 minutes waiting for an adult to sign me in. I later had surgery on that break.
What I'm trying to say is that, the issue is not that Austin holds up an unconvincing mirror. Unfortunately, I don't think it ever goes beyond simply being a mirror. And for a lot of reader that in and of itself will be profound! That's great! But one difference between me and Gilda is that I am also obsessively self reflective and extremely aware of all of my quirks at all times, so this book doesn't really tell me anything new. Every thought she has is already well trodden in my mind and neither the writing, plotting, or reflection particularly compels me.
What I'm trying to say is that, the issue is not that Austin holds up an unconvincing mirror. Unfortunately, I don't think it ever goes beyond simply being a mirror. And for a lot of reader that in and of itself will be profound! That's great! But one difference between me and Gilda is that I am also obsessively self reflective and extremely aware of all of my quirks at all times, so this book doesn't really tell me anything new. Every thought she has is already well trodden in my mind and neither the writing, plotting, or reflection particularly compels me.
This was really good. It was sad. And it made me realize… my OCD tendencies are a little less normal than I like to think.
I don't know, man. I wanted to like this more than I did. I appreciate the themes and the struggle with depression that Gilda is going through, but it stressed me out too much to say that I "enjoyed" it.
una lesbiana desquiciada y atea que piensa en la muerte empieza a trabajar en una iglesia católica, me he reído con algunas cosas #humor y esto es super egoísta pero me ha gustado más porque en cierto momento la leía y decía bua eske soy yo literal pero leer continuamente sobre la muerte casi me mata