This novel (anthology? collection?) was an enigma. I wasn't sure if it was a short story collection that was interspersed with another short story or what exactly was going on. 

I can tell the author was a poet though: her prose was at times very beautiful and illustrative, and other times a bit confusing. I feel like there were big philosophical ideas explored here, but I think I missed them at some point. 

The chapters were a bit odd, I.E. the short stories never really made much sense to me. The ongoing story of the writer and the devil though made more sense and it was nice to have that "palette cleanser" added among the other stories. 

Overall I really struggled with this read and it never succeeded in hooking me.