
There was sex and drugs and sex and abuse left, right and centre. The important messages were drowned by the characters’ sex and drugs. However, I felt that the execution of this was too extreme for most people to relate to. I feel like I am betraying the queer community for saying this, but I don’t think it’s a supportive book for those going through acceptance issues. I appreciate what this novel is doing in terms of trying to expose sexualities and gender balances to a wider community of readers. It all came across with the same level of importance and the same amount of crudity.


It took me a couple of chapters before I realised that yes, it was all from one perspective, but no, the time wasn’t proceeding in a linear fashion, and yes, some of those were flashbacks, and no, I couldn’t work out from Laney’s unreliable narrating whether things actually happened. This book was raw, rough and sometimes hard to follow. I am a serial ignorer of chapter titles and headings, particularly when reading an e-book.

Complex relationships and a F/F/M love-triangle combined with copious amounts of drugs and a couple of mental illnesses thrown in does not make a good book. I’m not even sure I can write a blurb for this novel, it was so unsatisfying.
