Sometimes you just don’t vibe with a book, and that’s okay. 

 

I haven’t had the pleasure of reading Enriquez’s work before (Our Share of Night is still on my wishlist), but I thought reading this anthology would be a good place to dip my toe into the pool of her work. 

 

Don’t get me wrong: It’s not that her writing is bad or that I didn’t like some of the stories. I just don’t think I appreciated her writing in a short story context. For some reason, I kept feeling like I wasn’t getting all of what Mariana Enriquez had to offer. I felt like her words, sentences, and thoughts were just too big for these small stories. It made most of the stories feel like small disappointments, or just small confusions (that’s not a word but I’m making it one for this review). 

 

In the end, I was just left frustrated and the anthology, as a whole, just didn’t vibe with me. 

 

I was provided a copy of this title by the publisher and the author via Netgalley. All thoughts, opinions, views, and ideas expressed herein are mine and mine alone. All reviews rated three stars or lower will not appear on my social media. Thank you. 

 

File Under: Anthology/Horror/Literary Fiction/Translation