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waternymph

[semi-active] caribbean 🧜🏽‍♀️ lover of all things strange, speculative, spooky, and sapphic 🖤🥀🧚🏾‍♀️

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Yesteryear
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September 2026

PiranesiThe Fifth SeasonYesteryearNinth HouseThe Memory PoliceThe ReformatoryThe Empire of GoldThe Kingdom of Copper

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  • Mar 31, 2026
    Yellowface
    YellowfaceR.F. Kuang
    4.5
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    i really loved this one. Yellowface was hilarious and just as equally infuriating. the protagonist’s personality goes triple platinum for Ragebait Supreme (as intended). June Hayward exhibits levels of cognitive dissonance that i hope to never achieve 🙂‍↔️

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  • My Sister, the Serial Killer

    My Sister, the Serial Killer

    Oyinkan Braithwaite

    im exhausted

    eldest daughters reading this book: đź«©đź«©đź«©đź«©đź«©đź«©

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    waternymph commented...

    me when i can’t wait for natalie to piss me off some more 🤩🤩🤩

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    Yesteryear

    Yesteryear

    Caro Claire Burke

    A traditional American woman, a “tradwife” influencer, suddenly awakens in the brutal reality of 1855—where she must unravel whether this living nightmare is an elaborate hoax, a twisted reality show, or something far more sinister in this sensational debut novel. My name was Natalie Heller Mills, and I was perfect at being alive. Natalie lives a traditional lifestyle. Her charming farmhouse is rustic, her husband a handsome cowboy, her six children each more delightful than the last. So what if there are nannies and producers behind the scenes, her kitchen hiding industrial-grade fridges and ovens, her husband the heir to a political dynasty? What Natalie’s followers—all 8 million of them—don’t know won’t hurt them. And The Angry Women? The privileged, Ivy League, coastal elite haters who call her an antifeminist iconoclast? They’re sick with jealousy. Because Natalie isn’t simply living the good life, she’s living the ideal—and just so happens to be building an empire from it. Until one morning she wakes up in a life that isn’t hers. Her home, her husband, her children—they’re all familiar, but something’s off. Her kitchen is warmed by a sputtering fire rather than electricity, her children are dirty and strange, and her soft-handed husband is suddenly a competent farmer. Just yesterday Natalie was curating photos of homemade jam for her Instagram, and now she’s expected to haul firewood and handwash clothes until her fingers bleed. Has she become the unwitting star of a ruthless reality show? Could it really be time travel? Is she being tested by God? By Satan? When Natalie suffers a brutal injury in the woods, she realizes two things: This is not her beautiful life, and she must escape by any means possible. A gripping, electrifying novel that is as darkly funny as it is frightening, Yesteryear is a gimlet-eyed look at tradition, fame, faith, and the grand performance of womanhood.

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