I simply... finished it? 

I rarely read books that feel so unfun with no real point to them. Is it a book? Yes. Is it badly written? No. Did it feel like something someone was itching to write? No. Did it feel like something anyone should read? No. Did I finish it? Yes. 

It was an okay book, but considering it feels like the only point was to really be a character study of two people, I found it lacking. The characters feel flat, uninspiring, and like they cannot decide who they are, and more importantly like neither can Flynn. 

The whole book also read like a mid-2000's feminists romanticization of #girlboss if the girl boss was deeply entrenched in internalized misogyny. I thought the characters were supposed to just be deeply misogynist, and they were. But how everyone interacted with them was also weirdly misogynist, so the whole book was just steeped in it instead of it being, what I think it was supposed to be, a show of the character's flaws. 

It was better than the first hour of reading Where the Crawdad's Sing though. At least more intruguing. So I gave it a read and it was okay.