I don’t know what I thought this book was when I picked it up. It’s different. Dystopian vacation? End of the world respite? I literally can’t classify it. Just that’s it’s good, weird, and strangely compelling. 

I couldn’t stop reading it even if I wanted to. Not when the resort melted into fascism in 0.3 seconds. Not when the Beach Bod southerner takes over the helm. (Omg, the way she and her husband speak- if you have lived or live in the south, you will instantly know what kind of people they are from the dialogue alone. Damn impressive job making my skin crawl with dialogue alone. Hats off to you, MJ Wassmer!) Not when our unwitting underachieving hero, Dan tries to buck against the system that is Building A. And all because the sun melted right out of the sky one lovely afternoon. 

And look, I didn’t even touch in the multitude of things happening in this novel. This is one of the weirdest and most interesting books I’ve stumbled upon in a while. It’s sarcastic and irreverent. It pokes fun at itself and society in general, subtly. It defies explanation. Pick it up, read it, and let me know what you think of it.