Thanks to Faber & NetGalley for an advance e-copy of this title.
Unfortunately I struggled with it, as I enjoyed parts, and it had some very relatable quotes/situations/etc. (one exceptional line was that women are often "too vulnerable to have a sense of humour". But then there was the suggestion that becoming a screenwriter in Hollywood is as easy as "writ[ing] movie scripts and mak[ing] money", with the help of your friend who is "going to be a producer"...). Ultimately, nothing of much note happened; the protagonist was either annoying me or I was feeling sorry for her;, and it wasn't as focused on her survival of a near-cultish upbringing as I thought the blurb suggested it would be. I don't feel like Bran does much searching for - and definitely no finding of - "meaning in her own [life]" either.