performance of feminity! reluctant motherhood! erotics of religiosity!
to everyone who put up with my maybe dizzying and most definitely long-winded rambles about this book, I thank you.
cant shut up about it. wont shut up about it. i love her.
happy valentines day to sophie mackintosh and sophie mackintosh only. i mean it.
clara and francis circle each other. clara ignores the ring on francis' finger. francis ignores his commitment to his wife and daughter
clara's love for francis is large, her day to day a catalogue of longing in proportion to his absense or his presence. francis reaches out sporadically, when he can (eye-roll). clara is wound tight around this inconsistency
until they wake up in bed together, in an alternate unnamed city of couples, where their shared pleasure amplifies the city's beauty and any harm they enact towards each other shuttles them back to the real world. each time they return to the real world, a small wound appears to formalize the emotional one. each time they are brought back to the unnamed city, there is a dimming and tarnish. cracks in the ceiling. creaks in the floorboards. imperfections abound.
a book where the yearner finally gets the object of their desire? check. but there's a slight eerie that haunts the edges of the pages? affirmative. a subtle darkness hanging in the basement of the book? *nods fervently*
PERMANENCE asks if you can hold the intensity of desire when its no longer clandestine and fleeting. desire, fulfilled, births love and familiarity and domesticity. but does desire fulfilled, by nature, extinguish that very desire? does the shape of one love clunk against the other?
when I tell you this is PRECISELY and specificallllly my cup of freakin tea??
i got 30 pages in, full-stopped, and flipped right back to the beginning to experience it again. i am moving through it slowly, underlining entirely too much, trying to stretch the world of this book out as wide as i can. i dont want it to end
i wish you all the fancy chocolates in the world, soph. may you receive several forehead smooches too. I love I love I love
is it too early to call my favorite read of 2026?
i cannot remember the last time i read a book this hilarious, this playful, this full of heart. and so wildly smart! a freakin' riot!
maddie cash, the woman you are.
brb, yall. off to read everything cash has penned.
best books of 2025!
my year was definitely filled with woman wriggling free from the expectations set for them and encountering self. a hell of a good reading trend if you ask me
what was your favorite read of 2025?
if kitamura's A SEPARATION and cusk's OUTLINE had a lusty affair and nine months later a beautiful love child was born
i spent all year yapping about how much i loved these two novels, so i kindddd of feel like i manifested DISCIPLINE? you're welcome, guys
(no but actually, consentual kiss on the forhead for larissa pham. this book is everything to me)
a dual timeline-y love affair that spun and looped and, in the end, messed me up in the same way Latronico's Perfection did. IS disatisfaction the only certainty???
existential crisis -- activated. book -- devoured.
had a fun time with this one!
the cutest little cocktail making class i ever did see!
so wildly excited for Thirst Trap! thank you @crownpublishing for letting us clink glasses to what I suspect will be a new favorite read #ThirstTrapBook
