Yes, I know. Not my normal fare but I thought it was funny that the hunky-minotaur-sex-worker-who-loves-his-family had the same name as my husband. I didn't dislike it but there wasn't much of a story or conflict - will their families accept their relationship? (Spoiler) Yes, straight away. There were hints of some intriguing world building that would have been interesting to explore. But I suppose people don't read this sort of book for its story...
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Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Upstairs at the Party - Linda Grant

48%
09.08.20
This self-indulgent novel makes a huge metaphorical meal of an unsympathetic narrator (just for a change) and her boring friends going to university and then leading disappointing lives. I have rather less sympathy for the Boomers here than for the lost Millennials in Queenie, though neither set of characters is particularly likeable.
Queenie - Candice Carty-Williams

56%
05.08.20
The reviews say it's a hilarious award-winning tale of the misadventures of a young black woman. It's actually a depressing account of her sexual and racial abuse and the way society has disempowered not only women like her but a whole generation. As a novel, it's fine but, like the reviews, didn't know what to make of itself.
Normal People - Sally Rooney
Didn't finish
A couple with no discernible personality traits other than self-absorption have lots of sex. That's it. I was waiting for something to actually happen but in the end I couldn't be bothered to find out if anything ever did.
A couple with no discernible personality traits other than self-absorption have lots of sex. That's it. I was waiting for something to actually happen but in the end I couldn't be bothered to find out if anything ever did.
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