5.0

I'm on a bit of a magical realism kick. I recently read The Midnight Library and thought after I finished it, "Well, this isn't really my genre, but I loved it." Perhaps it is my genre, or sub-genre rather.

For anyone who reads my reviews, I mostly write about how a book made me feel. People often ask me for recommendations, and Goodreads is where I turn to jog my memory. First of all, just the mention of Madame Burova would conjure the images from my mind's eye. But oddly, in this past week, I had thought to myself, I haven't cried while reading a book in quite some time. Maybe it's just menopause and hormones? I shed my first book-tear in a long time at the end of this one. I did suspect the twist early on, but I thought it was almost too good to be true. (I hope that's not a spoiler for anyone.) Would definitely recommend.

And big thanks to libro.fm!