A review by emily_mad
Sphinx by Anne Garréta

5.0

I often like to joke that I’m a fairly unemotional person in that I hate emotion. I have a quota of feeling four emotions a day and any more than that, things get weird.

I also have an interest in deeply intense literature. If it’s depressing and heartbreaking and bleak and cruel, I’m going to love it. But I never feel the depression or the heartbreak. My brain recognises it and overrides any emotional reaction to it.

Not for this book.

I’m full on crying in a coffee shop. This book is great. It’s complicated and painfully brief and it punches me right in my rocky heart.

Read it and be better for it.