Disclaimer: I received a free digital copy of this book from NetGalley in return for an honest review. My review was not required to be positive. All thoughts and opinions expressed below are entirely my own. This review will also appear on NetGalley, Amazon, and Goodreads.
Willis Digby is not a boy, but she is the son her father never had. A feminist warrior on the frontlines of SIS Magazine, Digby cynically answers Letters to the Editor with a flick of her costume rabbit ears. When she strikes an unlikely friendship with a mental patient and letters from a potential stalker become threatening, Digby must confront the past that is keeping her from living in the present.
This book reminds me of my favorite author, Chuck Palahniuk in its unapologetically eccentric and profound storytelling. My copy was a temporary digital copy but I will need to get a physical copy for my bookshelf soon.
This book is so quotable that I had to pick just two instances where I laughed out loud, for fear that I would simply transcribe the novel in its entirety:
“…he was Born Again. I was not. I usually find that being born once is entirely sufficient for a person.”
…he is still thankful that I am alive (as opposed to being, say, Republican)…
Hilarious, edgy, and unbelievably sentimental in the midst of 30+ mentionings of the term “seminal fluid,” Muske-Dukes (herself a member of the hyphenated) illustrates the ways in which identity, sanity, beauty, and womanhood are all subjective.