A luscious and lyrical ode to a sexually transmitted city. Poetry in a novel.

An exploration of connection, vulnerability, dreams, & disappointments. The feeling of yearning and nostalgia encapsulated in the desire to go to a home that never was, to a simpler time that was lie.

Adults forget how to play make-believe because if they remember they'll recognize that what we've been taught to want is meaningless. But humans are nonsensical that way. We are bodies. We are needy. We are damaged. We are loved. We are linked.

4.25, rounded up for PB

Scott Hawkins descended from the top of Mount Char for the first time in a decade to deliver something part fable, part horror, and part of that old time religion.

Funny in parts, horrifying in others, all wrapped together in a dream-like bow. Warning for animal violence, but nothing gratuitous.

PB's if you liked Open Throat you may want to give this a chance.

A book seeped in the gothic and grotesque. The worldbuilding is immaculate, the prose is decadent, and the dread builds. Much to say on the nature of multiple types of parasitic relationships and how medical institutions treats the vulnerable and women. If you liked The Works of Vermin or are interested, don't forget to give this one a go.