Reading this I sort of felt like Scott Pilgrim while he's reading that email and he's like "... blah blah blah ... this is .. this is ... bORINNNNNNG!"

I felt Sash Bischoff shows great promise, her writing is good if not slightly too detailed. But man the more I read from this book that more I looked at the pile of other library books awaiting me and I just had to give up. This is sold as some "feminist" retelling of some Fitzgerald book I never read, but man are the female characters in this so ... stereotypical? I don't know everyone felt like a caricature and it didn't help I finished The Silent Patient not so long ago (very similar vibe here but this book is written better lmao). I am still interested in seeing what Bischoff does next. Maybe I'll revisit this some other time (probably not).