my favorite genre is women going insane.

and fittingly, i don't know what the hell just happened but i had such a good time.

this book felt like unfettered ballistic nonsense, and yet it explored so much: motherhood, menopause, monogamy, other big nouns that don't necessarily begin with M.

this is a book that has so many parts (the number of sentences in this where you're just like hm. ok. let me take a second to take that one in is unbelievable) and is still more than the sum of them.

even if it's a close call sometimes.

bottom line: doesn't take itself at all seriously and is still serious.

(thanks to the publisher for the copy)