Cat Valente is somebody who I like for the odd blog post, but apparently just not for her books. This one was unpleasant to read to the point that I kept actively looking for redeeming features. Didn't help that the protagonist-narrator was incredibly exhausting. I don't want to make a clever joke about the book belonging in the Garbagetown it portrays here – it's not that bad! – I just didn't get why it had to be written.