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vivianportom 's review for:
Snowflake
by Louise Nealon
Most contemporary fiction these days is just a couple of people talking and moving. The entire book is just dialogue after dialogue peppered with “she did this and then she did that”. There was no inner monologue, no description. It wasn’t unpleasant to read, but I felt nothing. Didn’t feel like time well spent.