Hmm.

I do think at the end of the day I liked this, and the narration really enriched the experience, but I do have gripes with it I just can't get over. This has a very... Tumblr sheen that I didn't always enjoy, in the way that I felt like it was trying too hard to be beautiful and lyrical and it sometimes bogged down the experience. I sometimes heard, word for word, cliche lines that I read in aesthetic posts as a teenager.

Also felt like the Dracula connection was forced - there was so little connecting it to the original it's ostensibly based off, to the point where I felt like it was false advertising to even put it in the blurb, with some cursory call backs to remind you that oh yeah Dracula's wives. Could have been something completely original and nothing would have been lost.

Still, I was so struck by how insidious and slow the build-up the abusive relationship was. It's really the meat of the book, where the author was truly invested, and I did love it for that.

Oh and happy pride month, fellow bis!