I gotta say, Zink is really pushing her shtick to a breaking point here. A sort of mirror novel to Mislaid, in that it's kind of a campus novel, except this time told from the outside, but still very interested in the positionality of class and femininity in relationship to blowhard intellectuals. It feels a bit structureless at times, a receptacle for Zink's foibles and snipes, which to be fair, are one of the compelling facets of her best work. I dunno, I'm hoping she has another great work coming soon!