I wanted a coven of snack-sharing neighbors and got a book that wandered off to find itself.
A body in the swamp, a town in denial, and forbidden love? Count me in.
Not recommended reading right before your next trip to the office bathroom.
A short halloween-themed novella to check out before the spooky holiday arrives.
Nobody hosts a holiday dinner like a fictional family that stopped speaking years ago.
Slow-Burn Chemistry, Minus the Fireworks
I came for the Shyamalan twist and stayed for a love story I’ve already mostly forgotten.
A book about handing our lives to AI that asked me to believe a lot of very human nonsense.
If your love language is “please stop doing that,” this one is for you.
A promising premise from a writer I trust, and a book that never quite closed the gap between the two.