I can’t think of another book where I had just about made up my mind that I wasn’t going to like it—only to swerve half way thru. The main character is immensely unlikeable. Every one around her unpleasant. The action stifled and smothered. Very slowly going nowhere. But then I fell under it’s spell. I had been lulled to sleep along with the character. The commentary on grief, pop culture, drug culture, medical culture, consumer culture, even culture culture began floating to the front like a dream coming into focus. The main character who has chosen to sleep for a year to reset her life suggests there is a lot about this world that could use a reset. Sometimes resets come whether you like them or not as happens at the end of the novel. I admire the author for pulling this off—that she could push, push, push me away, all the while setting the hook that would pull, pull, pull me back in. I found the ending perfection.