My thanks to the publisher and Netgalley for my free digital ARC of this one - and apologies for it falling through the cracks of my review schedule!

This book is one for lovers of queer, messy fiction. It's autofiction, Edith is a trans writer coming to terms with various kinds of grief - for her best friend now dead, her ex-girlfriend, now marrying a man, and her past life and relationships as she transitions a little later on in life than we usually see in trans fiction. It's well written (though I am with the naysayers on the decision to italicise the dialogue) in that its true to form with life's messiness. Edith and her friends make questionable decisions, don't communicate, feel deeply, and all of that rings true through Burke's writing. But a few months after reading it, I'm not left with the strongest impression. Perhaps one I'd revisit in the future, and I'll definitely be on the alert for more books from this author in the future.