Three-Line Reviews
Criticism, like wit, is best delivered with cruel brevity.
-Emily Mayes
the pisces
-melissa broder
A woman falls in love with a merman—yes, really—and somehow that’s not the most desperate thing she does.
Melissa Broder writes like she’s clutching a cigarette in one hand and a breakdown in the other; it’s beautiful, haunting, and all too relatable.
It’s like she is writing about my romantic escapades, wet, wild, and absolutely tragic.
life of the party
-tea hacic-viahvic
Pixie-Goth Angst Novelist, Tea Hacic-Vlahovic delivers a twisted Milanese version of Roman Holiday meets Bright Lights, Big City.
Via a chemically-induced romp through fashion, drugs, and bad decisions, the story is like drinking free prosecco from a pair of stolen Prada pumps, with just enough disassociated regret to make you love the character.
Life of the Party is darkly fizzy, compelling, and leaves you with the hallucinogenic hangover you deserve.
lost on me
-Veronica Raimo
With more neuroses than a packed train in Rome and a family so fractured it’s a wonder they can find the door, our dear Vero dances through memory like it’s a drunk uncle at a wake.
Her lies are so charmingly candid, you’d think she was trying to seduce your sympathy, and half the time you’re not sure whether to laugh or reach for the smelling salts.
A comic bit of autofiction that flirts shamelessly with truth—and leaves you restless, amused, and oddly tender to its slippery heart.