I’ve been anticipating this read for months. As a Moshfegh stan, I had high expectations and Lapvona exceeded them. Readers who are familiar with Moshfegh’s books know that she’s a master at writing haunting and delicious prose. This book was disturbing. It was a mindfuck. It sent me into a deep existential crisis, forcing me to question our existence, our religious views, faiths, morals, and values. Lapvona has heavy themes of seasons/ weather, religion, violence, wealth, and corruption. The ending will leave you restless and desperate for companionship. This is her most brilliant piece of literature to date.

I have so much more to say, but I don't want to spoil it! Can we join forces and create a bookclub about this book please?