So my name is Rashika and I am weird. I read a lot (duh) and I watch a lot of TV. I also like to review. Check out my blog (where I co-blog with awesome people).
***This review has also been posted on The Social Potato
HOLY FUCKING CRAP
I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT I FEEL RIGHT NOW.
WHAT IS THIS BOOK?
WHAT IS LIFE?
DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME? I AM WRITING THIS IN ALL CAPS. MY EMOTIONS ARE A MESS.
A couple days later, I am no longer as much of a mess. I feel slightly more normal and am more capable of putting together my thoughts regarding this piece of work.
BUT SERIOUSLY, WHAT THE FUCK?
This was my first novel by Kuehn and I KNOW I am coming back for more.
I think what really interests me about this novel is how it is totally a 'mind-fuck' novel but not in a way that completely twists your mind into a pretzel. The mind-fuckery is more toned down in a way that makes it so that you don’t even see it coming and when it does, you’re just left standing there, in the rain, all by yourself, contemplating life and what this book has made of it.
This book is the also looks at mental illnesses in a very interesting manner. It’s not the lighter, fluffier ways of dealing with mental illness that I am used to. This book looks at the dark and depressing side of mental illnesses.
One of the best things about this book is the characters and the detail Kuehn puts into developing their characters (or rather unfolding their fucked-up-ness.)
My only real complaint is that while I did enjoy the vague bits in the novel, I also thought the novel could be a little too vague at some points. To the point where it had me questioning what was going on in the novel, but not in a good way.
This is a beautifully, well written book that I would definitely recommend to those who are fans of mind-fuck books that will leave them questioning everything they read.