Checked the content warnings and other reviews, this does not sound like a book for me.

I think people who like messy millennial girl lit and like their horror more gross and disturbing than spooky and scary might enjoy this. 

I knew I was taking a bit of a gamble on this author. I loved Such Sharp Teeth but I didn't love Cackle, and I wasn't sure where their Vampire horror would land. I found Cackle to be unhinged and sloppy, but still a page turner that had fun moments. I'm having no fun at all with So Thirsty. 

I was going to power through and finish it anyway, even though I am certain that there is nothing the book can do from here that would make me enjoy it more. I decided to DNF because I realized I'm actively avoiding reading it before bed because it puts me in a bad mood that makes it harder to fall asleep.  

My issues: The Vampires are gross. I understand the point of the uncomfortable sex party, but it made my skin crawl the whole time I had to read about it, and that's not the type of horror I'm personally looking for. The main character is a total bummer to be in the headspace of, she thinks about nothing but being jealous of her friend, her cheating husband, and obsessing about aging. The woman is 36, and when she washes her hands while trapped at an uncomfortable sex party she worries about her hands looking older because she's stripping the natural oils. Girl, stop. This should not be your concern. If I didn't like the Vampires and I didn't like the main character, what else was there for me to enjoy? The Friendship? This toxic push and pull between flat characters is not a friendship I want to read about. The Romance? Oh, the insta-love over a cliché mystery guy who seems like he's been living in a dumpster for 2 centuries? Actually a worse love story than Twilight. 

I seem to be in the minority, so I'm not sure what I'm missing that others found so charming. Vera reminds me of the mother from Everything Everywhere All at Once, but older and generally worse. All of these characters seem unlikable so far, and what I think is meant to be humor in the writing isn't working for me. I'm glad so many people enjoyed this, but I think I was hoping for something more like Thursday Murder Club and this is not meeting those expectations.

Casey McQuiston is a great writer and there is some excellent humor here. Unfortunately, I'm having a hard time connecting to the main character and the entire premise is just making me uncomfortable and putting me in a bad mood. There is nothing wrong with casual sex, but here it feels self destructive and selfish and it's difficult for my demisexual heart to enjoy. I can see how this will work very well for lots of readers, but I'm having a bad time due to my own tastes so I'm gonna bail. 

Oh man. I just bought this book from my local bookstore, and it's a new release I've been hyped for since I saw it on NetGalley a while back. I was rooting for this one, but I just can't do it. The main character/narrator is impossible to deal with. I don't like any of the other characters either. I can't do 400 pages with these people and this writing. The humor is taking up so much time and is completely failing for me, it's a strange mix of juvenile slapstick and sex jokes? I feel like this would work better as a raunchy comic strip than an actual novel, but it still wouldn't be to my taste.

I vaguely remember liking the movie Timer (2009) and I thought this premise sounded kind of similar. Unfortunately, there wasn't anything here for me to like. The main character is shallow and apathetic. Most of the characters around her seem just as vapid. The narrative structure of showing her past relationships interspersed with her present day prospects does nothing to add depth to the main character's choices or personality. It seems like every time she meets a moderately attractive guy they immediately want to be with her, but then their mediocre time must come to an end for reasons that are usually ambiguous. The present day romance feels indistinguishable from the past ones. The writing style is more like reading a television script than reading a novel. "Person A is wearing a blue dress with high heels and a red bag. They pick up a plate from a table, eat some eggs off of the plate, and then put down the plate on the table. Person B talks about their LA job. Person A talks about their LA job as well." That's pretty much how every scene goes. This book feels like a waste of time, so I'm gonna cut my losses early.

Really not loving this so far. It's a bit too crass and unpleasant; there were 3+ mentions of casual sexual assault in the first 5% of the book. It feels like everyone is just abusing each other, or making whatever the most selfish and impulsive choice is that they can make. All the side characters seem to be there to add more awful texture. I think you're meant to sympathize with the main character and her bad choices, but the writing is missing the mark because I don't feel anything for her apart from mild exasperation.

It reminds me of some other books I read narrated by Saskia Maarleveld (Hester, God of Endings, Little Thieves), but she didn't narrate this one and I wonder if she could have made it much better if she did. I can take some grit and darkness, but I need there to be a sense of hope and change to get me through the sloggy parts. I am not finding that here.

This is my first Leigh Bardugo book, and if this is a good indicator of her writing style, I don't think I like it. I had high hopes since I know her books are quite successful, and this premise interested me, but hopefully this is a fluke and I'll have better success with one of her other books in the future.

This writing style is not working for me. It reminds me a little of This is How You Lose The Time War where the emphasis on style and being vague makes it hard to understand what's even going on. In this case it seems like what's going on is a lot of pain and suffering. The cover is gorgeous and I love the concept, maybe I'll try it again someday.

I meant for this to be the 3rd book in my series of reading Jane Eyre retellings, which I was just doing for fun because I like comparing and analyzing things. I loved Salt & Broom, a version where Jane is a witch. I enjoyed John Eyre which merges the story with Dracula and has the genders of the main characters swapped. I was looking forward to this one, where Jane and Mr. Rochester's secret wife presumably fall in love and run off into the sunset together. It's a great premise, but the execution is not working for me at all. The tone of the book reads like an angry teenager, and it kept taking me out of the story and making me feel increasingly cynical. I hope it gets better, and I hope it finds the right audience, but at the moment that isn't me. 

I tried reading this and it was basically just the series script, but worse. I was hoping it would add more depth to the show, but it definitely doesn't do that. Skip this and re-watch the miniseries instead.