The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August by Claire North
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
I am so fucking angry over how good this book is. I might have to go void-scream into an abyss because of its incredible scope and ambition, of the depth and the beauty of its writing, of the sheer ridiculous scope of this story.
I am RAGING with incredulous angry admiration and not even going to attempt a “proper” review–because I can’t. I don’t understand how it was written. I don’t understand how it was put together. I can’t conceive of such a concept being executed in such a way and, basically, the story utterly surpasses my ability to deconstruct.
