So this book was... surprising. Not bad, just I feel like the back of the book was very accurate - and also omitted a lot. I mean, I know most descriptions of books do as they don't want to give everything away, but I wasn't aware of how slice-of-life this was going to be - after all, the back mentions a mile-long shark and the press was founded by a man who often writes or edits horror books or anthologies.
I wasn't really disappointed - although I have been on a weird horror kick, including buying a book about intelligent, man-eating sharks in a dystopia that was signed by the author - but I also was: I definitely was hoping this would be something it wasn't, but was so charmed and delighted as the tale unfolded, I also can't hold it not being that against it.
That being said, I would call this magical realism more than horror, or even science fiction or fantasy. I'd definitely read another book by this author, but I wouldn't quite trust the description to tell me everything about the book: I'd always be slightly suspicious it would turn on me.
Then again, if the author is good enough, I don't mind a little of that kind of fuckery because I trust I'll get a good story. This might be my first Connor Coyne book, but I already trust him and I hope it's not my last.