by R.F. Kuang

Once you start reading this novel, you won’t be able to stop. It’s like being unable to tear yourself away from a car accident. Just when you think it can’t get any worse for the main character…it does, but only because of her incredibly stupid choices. There is not one character I liked in this novel, no one person I could attach myself to personally. Our main character June is horrid! There is only one moment (in a flashback) where I felt empathy for her but other than that, she is a self-serving, lying, incredibly cold-hearted individual. Now, this is probably because the entire novel is written from her point of view, so we get ALL of her thoughts and opinions, insecurities and self-talk uncensored. I got to thinking that if someone had access to the running commentary that takes place in my head on a daily basis, I’m not sure I’d be seen as all that sympathetic, either. This being said this is a novel about the publishing world. June watches her famous writer “friend” die and then steals her manuscript and claims it as her own. The entire novel is then the fallout of what happens when she does so. The book shows how social media can be used to create myths, glorify personas, manufacture stories, and destroy everything in its wake.
This was a fantastic book and worth not only a read but a good discussion over cocktails as well.