This is a surrealist literary novel with a dreamlike quality that makes it difficult to separate what is reality and what’s through the delusions of our protagonist. She uses incredibly peculiar (but gorgeous!) diction, and all of the other characters mimic this trait, adding to the uncertainty of reality. Our girl falls into the black of fandom and continues until it ultimately consumes her. I truthfully don’t even remember her name, that’s how much her personal identity didn’t matter to her. The premise of the story seems trivial at first glance, but the skewed definitions of love and devotion as well as the philosophical look at fandom as it’s own culture is amazingly done. There is only one sane character in this book. It’s just so fucking cool and well done I HIGHLY recommend it. If you know nothing about fandom culture I would advice against reading this, simply because the surrealist nature of the book itself makes for a jarring experience and I don’t think adding the arduous task of understanding fandom will add up to a pleasant reading experience.