Not the wacky alien romance I expected—which just made it even cooler.

This sci-fi novella was a gothic romance novel meets Solaris (the 1972 Russian movie, not the 2002 American one). Haunted spaceship vibes, an eerie-yet-sexy alien man who may or may not try to lock you in a tower and/or drink your blood…

Was she losing her mind?
Were there ghosts?
Did the eerily hot alien have Hungry Eyes™️ because he wanted to eat her or because he wanted to eat (😉) her?
Would there be banging? 

It felt unputdownable because I needed answers.

It also had some really nerdy philosophy/epistemology questions. What is perception? What is ‘the real’? The spaceship was very ‘Myth of the Given’ in Sellars’ 1956 Empiricism and the Philosophy of Mind text…

And our heroine was just a girl. Standing in front of a boy. Asking for some Kantian transcendental a priori Categories of the Understanding.

Girl, same.