Olivia Waite is a romance author, practicing feminist, and wide-ranging dilettante.
This book had me flushed and gasping. This book made me dizzy with gorgeous prose. This book, at one point, had me sobbing in recognition and sympathy -- knees tucked against chest, book on knees, hand over mouth, tears pouring down my face. It's a weird book that knows it's weird -- it's a literate, self-conscious story with only two characters, whose backstories are only hazily sketched in, but whose present life is more than vivid enough to carry me through the whole thing in a single sitting.
Five fucking stars, no question.