The "Thank God Sharon Shinn has a back catalogue" experience continues apace. This is another one of her "How do people become themselves?" stories and it's interesting because, if it wasn't Shinn, I would have expected there to be a lot more gender in this story than there actually was. It feels like there's a lot under the surface of this story, but that's not the story Shinn is telling.

Still keeping track of how often domestic violence appears in Shinn's stories. She always takes it seriously, but I think it's been in all three books in this series. Probably because lies, truths, and dreams are all about the situations people can't escape. It's specifically the domesticity that makes it so interesting

I...should have seen the end coming and I appreciated it, but also....yeah, a surprising lack of gender.