Well, this was quite a disappointment. I didn't go into this expecting something pedestrian, but I also didn't except to be mostly confused and adrift, and not in a good way.

The writing was the strength of this story, and in a way also the worst part of it for me. My brain really did not gel well with the stylistic choices made here. It seemed like Martine purposefully wrote in a way to keep the story itself and the reader feeling unmoored, as strange and off-kilter as being in the Rose House would feel for the characters. Unfortunately, purposeful as it may be, I bounced off those writing choices. 

I left this story feeling like there wasn't really a point.