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Clam Down: A Metamorphosis
In this wondrously unusual memoir, a woman retreats into her shell in the aftermath of her divorce, and must choose between the pleasures and the perils of a closed-up life—a transformation fable from an acclaimed 5 Under 35 National Book Foundation honoree.
“A marvel and a delight . . . This is a book that will stay with me forever.”—Leslie Jamison, author of Splinters
ONE OF CHICAGO TRIBUNE’S TEN BEST BOOKS OF THE YEAR A BEST BOOK OF THE VULTURE, ELECTRIC LIT, SHELF AWARENESS
We’ve all heard the story about waking up as a cockroach—but what if a crisis turned you into a clam? After the dissolution of her marriage, a writer is transformed into a “clam” via typo after her mother keeps texting her to “clam down.” The funny if unhelpful command forces her to ask what it means to “clam down”—to retreat, hide, close up, and stay silent. Idiomatically, we are said to “clam up” when we can’t speak, and to “come out of our shell” when we reemerge, transformed.
In order to understand her path, the clam digs into examples of others who have embraced lives of reclusiveness and extremity. Finally, she confronts her own “clam genealogy” to interview her dad, who disappeared for a decade to write a mysterious accounting software called Shell Computing. By excavating his past to better understand his decisions, she learns not only how to forgive him but also how to move on from her own wounds of abandonment and insecurity.
Using a genre-defying structure and written in novelistic prose that draws from art, literature, and natural history, Anelise Chen unfolds a complex story of interspecies connectedness, in which humans learn lessons of adaptation and survival from their mollusk kin. While it makes sense in certain situations to retreat behind fortified walls, the choice to do so also exacts a price. What is the price of building up walls? How can one take them back down when they are no longer necessary?
“A marvel and a delight . . . This is a book that will stay with me forever.”—Leslie Jamison, author of Splinters
ONE OF CHICAGO TRIBUNE’S TEN BEST BOOKS OF THE YEAR A BEST BOOK OF THE VULTURE, ELECTRIC LIT, SHELF AWARENESS
We’ve all heard the story about waking up as a cockroach—but what if a crisis turned you into a clam? After the dissolution of her marriage, a writer is transformed into a “clam” via typo after her mother keeps texting her to “clam down.” The funny if unhelpful command forces her to ask what it means to “clam down”—to retreat, hide, close up, and stay silent. Idiomatically, we are said to “clam up” when we can’t speak, and to “come out of our shell” when we reemerge, transformed.
In order to understand her path, the clam digs into examples of others who have embraced lives of reclusiveness and extremity. Finally, she confronts her own “clam genealogy” to interview her dad, who disappeared for a decade to write a mysterious accounting software called Shell Computing. By excavating his past to better understand his decisions, she learns not only how to forgive him but also how to move on from her own wounds of abandonment and insecurity.
Using a genre-defying structure and written in novelistic prose that draws from art, literature, and natural history, Anelise Chen unfolds a complex story of interspecies connectedness, in which humans learn lessons of adaptation and survival from their mollusk kin. While it makes sense in certain situations to retreat behind fortified walls, the choice to do so also exacts a price. What is the price of building up walls? How can one take them back down when they are no longer necessary?
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Anelise Chen
5 books60 followersAnelise Chen is an American writer of fiction and non-fiction. She teaches creative writing at Columbia University, where she is also the Director of Undergraduate Studies. Her first novel, So Many Olympic Exertions, was published by Kaya Press in 2017. It was a VCU Cabell First Novelist Award Finalist. She is currently working on a second book, Clam Down (One World), based on her brief stint as the Paris Review Daily's "mollusk correspondent." She is a National Book Foundation 5 under 35 Awardee. Her writing has appeared in The Atlantic, New York Times, The Believer, McSweeney's, BOMB, The New Republic, NPR, Village Voice, Conjunctions, and more.
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January 3, 2026
“Why do you constantly make yourself out to be the monster in your own story?... Why should you feel bad for giving yourself what you want?”
The above quote is one that the narrator’s friend asked of Anelise Chen within the first fifty pages of this dazzling and rather unique memoir. I must thank Goodread’s friend Justin for pointing me in the direction of this book. There was so much that resonated with me from the beginning straight through to the final page. The term “clam down” comes from an error in the text messages the narrator receives from her mother. “Calm down” is distorted into something both humorous and relevant to the narrator as she undergoes a divorce and her own transformation. She wrestles with self-worth, identity, independence and what she believes to be her personal demons. She begins referring to herself as a clam in the third person. At first, I wasn’t sure about this approach, but I ran with it rather quickly.
“Clams put their heads down like obedient little bureaucrats and did the work without complaining or saying much. In fact, it seemed that since she outwardly presented as an amenable Asian woman, these characteristics were even expected of her. She didn’t complain, she didn’t ask for much, and she generally stayed out of the way. At worst, clams were a bit ridiculous, but ultimately, they were unthreatening.”
Both the narrator’s mother and father are brought into her story with her father playing a significant secondary role. She inserts them into the narrative in the first person. I found this to be an interesting choice that ultimately worked quite well. An immigrant from Taiwan, her father feared a Communist takeover by China and fled to America with his family. His views shaped Anelise in many ways, but she also battles with his ideas as she struggles to attain her own personal freedom following her divorce.
“In Taiwan, everyone knows that to grow up means sacrifice freedom for survival. That is natural. I don’t recall we ever use some word like freedom, or have any concept. I never hear the word until I come to America.”
There’s a lot packed in here and some might find it to be too much, but I loved every bit of it. There are loads of facts about mollusks, Darwinism, computer programming, Georgia O’Keefe (her clam series of paintings in particular), Einstein’s and Newton’s concepts of time (something I’ve been rather obsessed with since reading this section!), the immigrant experience, dating, marriage and divorce. It’s intellectual yet conversational. Just my kind of thing. I’d grab another work by Chen in a heartbeat!
“Once she had a whole life, fixed and predictable. Now she has infinite choices. Every moment, she has to choose. Which way? Where should I go? How should I be? Is freedom the ultimate good?... Matter is malleable, nothing is permanent, and at any moment, she can choose which way, which way to be. That’s a superpower in itself. To have a choice and a say.”
Some additional passages that I can’t resist sharing:
“The American holiday cycle was such a sick aberration, she thought. Autumn was supposed to be a winding down of the year, when animals prepared to go into hibernation, not this frenetic jetting to and fro between forced celebrations and hysterical, high-pitched shopping. The pressure to couple up was intense, the expectation to be somewhere intimated each time someone asked, Where will you be going for the holidays?”
“Most people never leave. Most people stay and stay. You did the brave thing.”
“Human communication was a farce. Emitting one’s pheromones took no language. Body chemistry, touch. Modes of communication in the animal world were instinctual and honest, unlike the contortions of human language.”
The above quote is one that the narrator’s friend asked of Anelise Chen within the first fifty pages of this dazzling and rather unique memoir. I must thank Goodread’s friend Justin for pointing me in the direction of this book. There was so much that resonated with me from the beginning straight through to the final page. The term “clam down” comes from an error in the text messages the narrator receives from her mother. “Calm down” is distorted into something both humorous and relevant to the narrator as she undergoes a divorce and her own transformation. She wrestles with self-worth, identity, independence and what she believes to be her personal demons. She begins referring to herself as a clam in the third person. At first, I wasn’t sure about this approach, but I ran with it rather quickly.
“Clams put their heads down like obedient little bureaucrats and did the work without complaining or saying much. In fact, it seemed that since she outwardly presented as an amenable Asian woman, these characteristics were even expected of her. She didn’t complain, she didn’t ask for much, and she generally stayed out of the way. At worst, clams were a bit ridiculous, but ultimately, they were unthreatening.”
Both the narrator’s mother and father are brought into her story with her father playing a significant secondary role. She inserts them into the narrative in the first person. I found this to be an interesting choice that ultimately worked quite well. An immigrant from Taiwan, her father feared a Communist takeover by China and fled to America with his family. His views shaped Anelise in many ways, but she also battles with his ideas as she struggles to attain her own personal freedom following her divorce.
“In Taiwan, everyone knows that to grow up means sacrifice freedom for survival. That is natural. I don’t recall we ever use some word like freedom, or have any concept. I never hear the word until I come to America.”
There’s a lot packed in here and some might find it to be too much, but I loved every bit of it. There are loads of facts about mollusks, Darwinism, computer programming, Georgia O’Keefe (her clam series of paintings in particular), Einstein’s and Newton’s concepts of time (something I’ve been rather obsessed with since reading this section!), the immigrant experience, dating, marriage and divorce. It’s intellectual yet conversational. Just my kind of thing. I’d grab another work by Chen in a heartbeat!
“Once she had a whole life, fixed and predictable. Now she has infinite choices. Every moment, she has to choose. Which way? Where should I go? How should I be? Is freedom the ultimate good?... Matter is malleable, nothing is permanent, and at any moment, she can choose which way, which way to be. That’s a superpower in itself. To have a choice and a say.”
Some additional passages that I can’t resist sharing:
“The American holiday cycle was such a sick aberration, she thought. Autumn was supposed to be a winding down of the year, when animals prepared to go into hibernation, not this frenetic jetting to and fro between forced celebrations and hysterical, high-pitched shopping. The pressure to couple up was intense, the expectation to be somewhere intimated each time someone asked, Where will you be going for the holidays?”
“Most people never leave. Most people stay and stay. You did the brave thing.”
“Human communication was a farce. Emitting one’s pheromones took no language. Body chemistry, touch. Modes of communication in the animal world were instinctual and honest, unlike the contortions of human language.”
October 11, 2025
I don’t think English has a word for it – that dazed joy and dawning appreciation at the start of a new book, a new author, that somebody is going to teach you something about how to use words. How to tell a story. I’d been nibbling away for a week at Patti Smith’s memoir Just Kids when I flipped this book open. Sorry, Patti, you’ve been back-burnered, and just when your story was getting interesting, too. I gobbled down 396 pages of Clam Down in two days.
I’ve made some snide comments here about MFA writing, about writing workshop-spawned coming-of-age and campus novels. I’m sure some readers will find this too clever by half. For me, though, this book came at me like a pack of spider monkeys. By page 10, I was reading that
Note too the use of third-person to describe her own life, a seemingly-minor decision that nevertheless shows some distance she puts between her present and past selves, and which also means she's examining this story the same way we are. I liked it.
I'm not sure she did, though. She’s plenty disappointed in herself, most of the time:
Between these charming asides, we learn about her mismanaged life. She likes men, and men like her, but something’s out of whack. Her parents are a source of constant stress, particularly her father, the other star of the book. There’s this magical thing she does where she makes us want her and her father to both live happily ever after, even while recognizing that these two are human porcupines. To get close to either of them is to risk serious puncture wounds.
It's a book that made me think deeply about the effect I have on others, about my blind spots and about writing technique. There were a couple of sections I’d have set aside for a different book, but I was willing to overlook that, given how slapped-awake most of her story left me.
I’ve made some snide comments here about MFA writing, about writing workshop-spawned coming-of-age and campus novels. I’m sure some readers will find this too clever by half. For me, though, this book came at me like a pack of spider monkeys. By page 10, I was reading that
Clams are “particularly hardy” creatures, appearing in the fossil records as early as 510 million years ago. Which means that clams have survived the extinctions of other, superior creatures, such as dinosaurs and mastodons. Some clams are so tough they manage to dwell 17,400 feet down on the dark seafloor, enduring hydrostatic pressure of almost four tons to the square inch.This is supposed to be a post-divorce memoir. ’Precious’ isn’t the first word that springs to mind. Our girl is a New Yorker. Don’t fuck with her.
Note too the use of third-person to describe her own life, a seemingly-minor decision that nevertheless shows some distance she puts between her present and past selves, and which also means she's examining this story the same way we are. I liked it.
I'm not sure she did, though. She’s plenty disappointed in herself, most of the time:
Once, she taught an entire class with a smear of tapenade on her forehead. How did it get way up there? She had no idea, and her students didn’t tell her. They’d let her keep up the charade of imparting knowledge with a sandwich condiment on her face. Oh well. Humiliations never seem survivable until you go ahead and survive them.It’s hard to explain how she goes from this to Italo Calvino to her divorce to Georgia O’Keefe to Tinder to Charles Darwin, but none of it seems forced. I could make this list longer, but it’s the ease with which she pulls us through her transitions that I found dazzling.
Between these charming asides, we learn about her mismanaged life. She likes men, and men like her, but something’s out of whack. Her parents are a source of constant stress, particularly her father, the other star of the book. There’s this magical thing she does where she makes us want her and her father to both live happily ever after, even while recognizing that these two are human porcupines. To get close to either of them is to risk serious puncture wounds.
It's a book that made me think deeply about the effect I have on others, about my blind spots and about writing technique. There were a couple of sections I’d have set aside for a different book, but I was willing to overlook that, given how slapped-awake most of her story left me.
April 5, 2025
This is a book that made me want to give my chinese dad a big hug. Probably the most emotionally compelling, heartbreaking, warm, insightful, and creative book I’ve read in years. Wow, just wow. So beautiful and moving in ways I did not expect at all. I was so touched and felt so seen in these words and images. Incredible
June 3, 2025
Anelise Chen’s Clam Down blurs the line between nonfiction and fiction, offering a deeply introspective yet humorous exploration of retreat, transformation, and reemergence. After her divorce, the narrator undergoes an unexpected metamorphosis—not into the infamous Kafkaesque cockroach, but into a clam. This transformation, sparked by a text typo from her mother telling her to "clam down," leads her to examine what it truly means to withdraw from the world and whether isolation is a necessary step toward healing or simply a barrier to overcome. Through a mix of personal reflection, research, and an unconventional storytelling structure, Chen weaves together themes of solitude, family, and interspecies kinship in a way that is both intellectually stimulating and emotionally resonant.
As someone who struggles to stay engaged with traditional nonfiction, I found Clam Down to be the perfect bridge. It reads like a novel while delivering the depth and insight of memoir and research. The sections were captivating, from the revelation of the narrator’s mother as secretly fun and open, to the deep dives into mollusk history and human parallels. One of the more unexpected elements—the interviews with “Asian clams”—initially felt bizarre, but as I read on, I realized they mirrored real-life interviews with Chinese immigrants from the 1800s and 1900s, adding a layer of historical weight to the book.
Beyond the unique structure, I loved the fascinating tidbits scattered throughout—Darwin’s connection to mollusks, Georgia O’Keeffe’s shellfish line, and more. The narrator’s father’s storyline, however, left me both intrigued and slightly puzzled. Did he write his own sections? Were they written in his voice based on interviews? Or were they entirely reconstructed by the narrator? Regardless, I found myself unexpectedly rooting for him, even more than anyone else in the book—a rare shift for me, as I usually champion the women in a narrative. His Shell Company’s icons and his retreat into work were oddly compelling, making his eventual “emergence” all the more satisfying.
In the end, Clam Down is completely unique, witty, and genre-bending. It challenges the way we think about memoir, storytelling, and even our own instincts to close ourselves off or open back up. I’m grateful to NetGalley and Random House Publishing Group- One World for the advanced copy and for the opportunity to experience such an inventive and thought-provoking book.
Happy publication day!
As someone who struggles to stay engaged with traditional nonfiction, I found Clam Down to be the perfect bridge. It reads like a novel while delivering the depth and insight of memoir and research. The sections were captivating, from the revelation of the narrator’s mother as secretly fun and open, to the deep dives into mollusk history and human parallels. One of the more unexpected elements—the interviews with “Asian clams”—initially felt bizarre, but as I read on, I realized they mirrored real-life interviews with Chinese immigrants from the 1800s and 1900s, adding a layer of historical weight to the book.
Beyond the unique structure, I loved the fascinating tidbits scattered throughout—Darwin’s connection to mollusks, Georgia O’Keeffe’s shellfish line, and more. The narrator’s father’s storyline, however, left me both intrigued and slightly puzzled. Did he write his own sections? Were they written in his voice based on interviews? Or were they entirely reconstructed by the narrator? Regardless, I found myself unexpectedly rooting for him, even more than anyone else in the book—a rare shift for me, as I usually champion the women in a narrative. His Shell Company’s icons and his retreat into work were oddly compelling, making his eventual “emergence” all the more satisfying.
In the end, Clam Down is completely unique, witty, and genre-bending. It challenges the way we think about memoir, storytelling, and even our own instincts to close ourselves off or open back up. I’m grateful to NetGalley and Random House Publishing Group- One World for the advanced copy and for the opportunity to experience such an inventive and thought-provoking book.
Happy publication day!
March 28, 2025
I watched EEOO three times in theaters and ugly-cried every time. This is its more mature, wryer, sexier, and less saccharine literary cousin/successor. With lots of science and history for the nerds. Everybody get a copyyyyyy
March 2, 2025
This is one of the most creative and inventive books I have read in a long time. It is difficult to categorize because it's not quite memoir or autofiction but it reads like a novel, or like experimental creative nonfiction.
I thought it would be a typical sad divorce narrative about how a woman's marriage unraveled and she found her voice on her own. But strangely, the ex-husband hardly factored into the narrative at all, as I never figured out why they got divorced beyond growing apart, nor much of the author's processing of her feelings; it was more of the author coming to terms with who she was as a person and a daughter and no longer a wife. It had very Eat Pray Love vibes in a way if that book was written by a 30-something introverted Taiwanese-American nerd.
According to her author notes, the author got the idea for the book after writing a column about mollusks and reflecting on all the ways she has hid from the world even during her childhood and marriage. She projects a metaphor of her post-divorce life as a clam protecting itself, afraid of the world, and the book then reads like a neurospicy ADHD hyperfixation deep dive into everything about the mollusk. The "clam down" of the title is based on her mother's texts to her, misinterpreting the translation of the word "calm."
The book then covers a lot of ground. Not only in history, going into Darwin and Georgia O'Keefe's paintings of mollusks during her separation from her husband, but also science, as she travels back in time to imagine the history of the invasive Asian clam and immigrant stories and fears, or climate change at the Oregon coast. It perhaps tried to do too much and while at first I was charmed by her hyperfixation because I love it when nerds do this, at times I wondered how it all tied together and got a little bored.
Then where the book really shone is when she decides to interview her own family about her own clam origin story. Her father, a perpetual loner with severe social anxiety, abandoned the family to immerse himself in his project designing accounting security software, which he named Shell Computing. The best parts of the book are when she navigates his complicated love for her through his personal history and learns to find compassion for him as an adult and not a child. I wish we'd gotten a bit more of this personal dimension as opposed to the interesting facts about mollusks, which could often seem tangential.
Overall I really loved this book and thought the author's writing style was absolutely beautiful. I felt like I was seeing her world through her eyes more clearly by the metaphor of the third person clam.
Thank you to Netgalley and the publisher for the advance review copy. I am leaving this review voluntarily.
I thought it would be a typical sad divorce narrative about how a woman's marriage unraveled and she found her voice on her own. But strangely, the ex-husband hardly factored into the narrative at all, as I never figured out why they got divorced beyond growing apart, nor much of the author's processing of her feelings; it was more of the author coming to terms with who she was as a person and a daughter and no longer a wife. It had very Eat Pray Love vibes in a way if that book was written by a 30-something introverted Taiwanese-American nerd.
According to her author notes, the author got the idea for the book after writing a column about mollusks and reflecting on all the ways she has hid from the world even during her childhood and marriage. She projects a metaphor of her post-divorce life as a clam protecting itself, afraid of the world, and the book then reads like a neurospicy ADHD hyperfixation deep dive into everything about the mollusk. The "clam down" of the title is based on her mother's texts to her, misinterpreting the translation of the word "calm."
The book then covers a lot of ground. Not only in history, going into Darwin and Georgia O'Keefe's paintings of mollusks during her separation from her husband, but also science, as she travels back in time to imagine the history of the invasive Asian clam and immigrant stories and fears, or climate change at the Oregon coast. It perhaps tried to do too much and while at first I was charmed by her hyperfixation because I love it when nerds do this, at times I wondered how it all tied together and got a little bored.
Then where the book really shone is when she decides to interview her own family about her own clam origin story. Her father, a perpetual loner with severe social anxiety, abandoned the family to immerse himself in his project designing accounting security software, which he named Shell Computing. The best parts of the book are when she navigates his complicated love for her through his personal history and learns to find compassion for him as an adult and not a child. I wish we'd gotten a bit more of this personal dimension as opposed to the interesting facts about mollusks, which could often seem tangential.
Overall I really loved this book and thought the author's writing style was absolutely beautiful. I felt like I was seeing her world through her eyes more clearly by the metaphor of the third person clam.
Thank you to Netgalley and the publisher for the advance review copy. I am leaving this review voluntarily.
June 23, 2025
i’ve read quite a few memoirs this month about separations and finding yourself after, and thought this would be more of the same, but i was pleasantly surprised by how different and creative this book is. a memoir that reads like a novel due to the third person perspective and sections from the imagined perspectives of the author’s father and various sea creatures, clam down is very unique.
i appreciate the way anelise chen chose to dig into her family life and how it affected her personality rather than focusing on what went wrong in her marriage. i think it made for an ultimately more touching story with a deeper level of self-reflection. she draws parallels between a clam’s way of closing up and the way her father has approached his relationships, and how she is now seeing that pattern reflected in her own relationships.
there are a lot of different threads being weaved together here - science, history, art, literature, and her father’s lived experience immigrating to the US from taiwan. i enjoyed the narrative voice and was impressed with chen’s ability to shift styles when needed, particularly when she was writing from her father’s perspective.
i feel like i learned a lot from this while still getting the type of emotional memoir experience that i love - thank you to one world and netgalley for the advanced digital copy!
i appreciate the way anelise chen chose to dig into her family life and how it affected her personality rather than focusing on what went wrong in her marriage. i think it made for an ultimately more touching story with a deeper level of self-reflection. she draws parallels between a clam’s way of closing up and the way her father has approached his relationships, and how she is now seeing that pattern reflected in her own relationships.
there are a lot of different threads being weaved together here - science, history, art, literature, and her father’s lived experience immigrating to the US from taiwan. i enjoyed the narrative voice and was impressed with chen’s ability to shift styles when needed, particularly when she was writing from her father’s perspective.
i feel like i learned a lot from this while still getting the type of emotional memoir experience that i love - thank you to one world and netgalley for the advanced digital copy!
October 23, 2025
What a strange and fascinating book. Part memoir, part research essay, part novel. Loved the first half or so, the middle lost me a little bit, the ending suddenly wrapped things up very quickly.
June 4, 2025
Happy pub day to Chen, a professor of creative writing at Columbia’s School of the Arts. In her “creative nonfiction” work, the author explores the years following her divorce in which she dismantles the edifice of her self-understanding, unearths her overbearing parents’ stories in order to rebuild these relationships, and paves a path forward in her career. Although Chen structures Clam Down with a narrative arc, including movement towards growth, discovering a theory of love, and resolution of sorts, the book unfolds unconventionally.
Most evidently, she narrates the sections that share her perspective in third person, and she refers to herself as a clam. This metaphorical clam represents her chosen state of isolation and impenetrability, which she protectively created as a child and carried into her marriage, leading to its dissolution. Citing the writer Yoko Tawada, Chen opts to express herself “without centering the self . . . [but rather] to speak . . . as part of something larger.”
Then, Chen pairs her perspective with her father’s (Henry’s) perspective, interlacing these chapters based on her interviews with him. This effectively forms a multidimensional shape of the Chen family’s dynamics and creatively provides valuable background information about his parents’ emotional abuse, unjust treatment as an immigrant from Taiwan to America, and struggles to provide for his family while working as a computer software developer. When we learn that Henry named his program “Shell Computing,” the author submerges herself into self-transformation because she sees the family resemblance to hide oneself for protection. This leads Chen to recognize how her father has been shaped by his experiences of unfulfilled dreams as an immigrant: “her dad‘s clam persona wasn’t a reasonable adaptation to the environmental conditions he found in America.” Chen rejects closing up and simply submitting to the tides, thus pushing her to finish the project we have in our hands.
I enjoyed Clam Down and rate it 4 stars for the following four reasons.
(1) The clam (she/her) perspective is quirky enough to keep readers interested. Chen proves the mollusk-woman metaphor (analogy? allegory?) functions as a smart way to connect her story to her father’s impervious, calcareous shell. N.B., I kept wondering if Henry would wholeheartedly consent to his daughter divulging his secrets, but Chen briefly comments that he does in one of the last chapters. Meanwhile, it productively illustrates the idea of seclusion and protection from uncontrollable external forces.
(2) You know I adore a book that encapsulates academia. Not only does Henry struggle to finish his PhD in computer science, but Chen also works several jobs because adjunct teaching doesn’t pay the NY bills. Some scientific info on Darwinianism could be trimmed; however, her findings on painters Leonora Carrington and Georgia O’Keeffe intrigued me. In the end, Chen transitions from adjunct to full-time faculty at Columbia, and the conclusiveness may come across as slightly clean, but I celebrated this: a full-time post—what a dream come true.
(3) Chen wrote this story with a desire to include plot and character development. She successfully searches for a narrative lucidly and believably. By detailing Marie (mom) and Henry’s sacrificial love for their family unit, Chen learns to open herself up again and register her parents’ imperfect actions consistently stemming from love. Maybe I also hope to see healthy developments in families in real life. For this reason, I will certainly point my Taiwanese and Chinese friends to Clam Down.
(4) I appreciate the manifold ways the author cleverly describes crying, e.g., “whenever they saw saline issue forth, involuntarily, from her eyes,” “perceived as a form of emotional incontinence,” “in the privacy of her own room, she could finally released the miniature sea side contained,” and “[h]er eyes, blurred with fluid.”
My thanks to One World and NetGalley for an ARC.
Most evidently, she narrates the sections that share her perspective in third person, and she refers to herself as a clam. This metaphorical clam represents her chosen state of isolation and impenetrability, which she protectively created as a child and carried into her marriage, leading to its dissolution. Citing the writer Yoko Tawada, Chen opts to express herself “without centering the self . . . [but rather] to speak . . . as part of something larger.”
Then, Chen pairs her perspective with her father’s (Henry’s) perspective, interlacing these chapters based on her interviews with him. This effectively forms a multidimensional shape of the Chen family’s dynamics and creatively provides valuable background information about his parents’ emotional abuse, unjust treatment as an immigrant from Taiwan to America, and struggles to provide for his family while working as a computer software developer. When we learn that Henry named his program “Shell Computing,” the author submerges herself into self-transformation because she sees the family resemblance to hide oneself for protection. This leads Chen to recognize how her father has been shaped by his experiences of unfulfilled dreams as an immigrant: “her dad‘s clam persona wasn’t a reasonable adaptation to the environmental conditions he found in America.” Chen rejects closing up and simply submitting to the tides, thus pushing her to finish the project we have in our hands.
I enjoyed Clam Down and rate it 4 stars for the following four reasons.
(1) The clam (she/her) perspective is quirky enough to keep readers interested. Chen proves the mollusk-woman metaphor (analogy? allegory?) functions as a smart way to connect her story to her father’s impervious, calcareous shell. N.B., I kept wondering if Henry would wholeheartedly consent to his daughter divulging his secrets, but Chen briefly comments that he does in one of the last chapters. Meanwhile, it productively illustrates the idea of seclusion and protection from uncontrollable external forces.
(2) You know I adore a book that encapsulates academia. Not only does Henry struggle to finish his PhD in computer science, but Chen also works several jobs because adjunct teaching doesn’t pay the NY bills. Some scientific info on Darwinianism could be trimmed; however, her findings on painters Leonora Carrington and Georgia O’Keeffe intrigued me. In the end, Chen transitions from adjunct to full-time faculty at Columbia, and the conclusiveness may come across as slightly clean, but I celebrated this: a full-time post—what a dream come true.
(3) Chen wrote this story with a desire to include plot and character development. She successfully searches for a narrative lucidly and believably. By detailing Marie (mom) and Henry’s sacrificial love for their family unit, Chen learns to open herself up again and register her parents’ imperfect actions consistently stemming from love. Maybe I also hope to see healthy developments in families in real life. For this reason, I will certainly point my Taiwanese and Chinese friends to Clam Down.
(4) I appreciate the manifold ways the author cleverly describes crying, e.g., “whenever they saw saline issue forth, involuntarily, from her eyes,” “perceived as a form of emotional incontinence,” “in the privacy of her own room, she could finally released the miniature sea side contained,” and “[h]er eyes, blurred with fluid.”
My thanks to One World and NetGalley for an ARC.
July 30, 2025
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July 16, 2025
Clam Down by Anelise Chen is an unconventional and unusual memoir in which Chen uses an anthropomorphic clam to relate the details of her life before and after her divorce, almost like an unofficial ode to Kafka's Metamorphosis.
I did my best to get through this book, but I could only make it to the 25% mark before I DNF'd it. The whole premise of "clam down" stems from the mildly humorous typo from the author's mother, but it feels like it's taken too far with just how much the author leans into the clam metaphor. It is intriguing how similar the author's behavior is to that of a clam, but the amount of clam facts that are included becomes so overwhelming to the point that it's difficult to relate to the human behind the metaphor.
However, I give this book a 2 star rating instead of my typical 1 star DNF rating because I think that someone who is in, or has been in, a similar state of life as the author can relate to how she feels, and might even appreciate the dissociation that comes with the clam metaphor when dealing with such an emotionally turbulent time in life. So the DNF has more to do with me not being the right audience for this book than anything else.
Special thanks to NetGalley and Random House Publishing Group for this e-ARC in exchange for an honest review.
Clam Down is available now wherever books are sold.
I did my best to get through this book, but I could only make it to the 25% mark before I DNF'd it. The whole premise of "clam down" stems from the mildly humorous typo from the author's mother, but it feels like it's taken too far with just how much the author leans into the clam metaphor. It is intriguing how similar the author's behavior is to that of a clam, but the amount of clam facts that are included becomes so overwhelming to the point that it's difficult to relate to the human behind the metaphor.
However, I give this book a 2 star rating instead of my typical 1 star DNF rating because I think that someone who is in, or has been in, a similar state of life as the author can relate to how she feels, and might even appreciate the dissociation that comes with the clam metaphor when dealing with such an emotionally turbulent time in life. So the DNF has more to do with me not being the right audience for this book than anything else.
Special thanks to NetGalley and Random House Publishing Group for this e-ARC in exchange for an honest review.
Clam Down is available now wherever books are sold.
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April 5, 2025i am a simple guy: if i see a clam pun, i engage
June 12, 2025
4.5. This was delightful, strange, and sad all at once. A unique concept done very well
December 27, 2025
experimental book that is a romance nested in a natural history of clams nested in a philosophical journey nested in a Taiwanese immigrant family tale. chen writes in a way that is punchy, sharp, and restless, making what could feel indulgent or floppy into an immersive deeply thoughtful journey.
The way Chen takes us close to sci fi & fantasy w the transformation of the narrator into a clam obviously calls back to Kafka but also made me think of Ma’s severance, of how the strangeness of life requires breaking apart realism’s attachments, forms, rhythms, sometimes literalizing what we take as merely emotional or symbolic (eg capitalism is a sickness, a fever).
Liked the third person narration — there was a freedom to it, and it felt there was something v Asian in the disassociation. Parts narrated from dad’s perspective were deeply affecting and funny. It made me think about trying to write something like a “memoir” or an account of one’s life seems like a self-absorbed act but on the whole it makes you acutely aware of your blind spots, the faults and damages that may be caused by asserting one’s narrative (over another).
The book is still thinking a lot about failure and winning - capitalisms winners and losers - a theme from her first book. Really appreciated the rigorous research of the book into history of artists & researchers (Georgia O’Keefe & Charles Darwin anecdotes most memorable) and their obsessions w clams as well as historical animation of era of Chinese Gold Rush immigration thru the factionalized oral history interviews & the screenshots of her dads security accounting program. Strange hybrid restless text, but it hangs together.
A bit underwhelmed by the ending and thinking about why…..Perhaps a book that depends so much on allegory requires that we come away with a Big Idea or Lesson, but it seems that the novel kind of dissipates into the rhythms of daily living and making choices instead.
The way Chen takes us close to sci fi & fantasy w the transformation of the narrator into a clam obviously calls back to Kafka but also made me think of Ma’s severance, of how the strangeness of life requires breaking apart realism’s attachments, forms, rhythms, sometimes literalizing what we take as merely emotional or symbolic (eg capitalism is a sickness, a fever).
Liked the third person narration — there was a freedom to it, and it felt there was something v Asian in the disassociation. Parts narrated from dad’s perspective were deeply affecting and funny. It made me think about trying to write something like a “memoir” or an account of one’s life seems like a self-absorbed act but on the whole it makes you acutely aware of your blind spots, the faults and damages that may be caused by asserting one’s narrative (over another).
The book is still thinking a lot about failure and winning - capitalisms winners and losers - a theme from her first book. Really appreciated the rigorous research of the book into history of artists & researchers (Georgia O’Keefe & Charles Darwin anecdotes most memorable) and their obsessions w clams as well as historical animation of era of Chinese Gold Rush immigration thru the factionalized oral history interviews & the screenshots of her dads security accounting program. Strange hybrid restless text, but it hangs together.
A bit underwhelmed by the ending and thinking about why…..Perhaps a book that depends so much on allegory requires that we come away with a Big Idea or Lesson, but it seems that the novel kind of dissipates into the rhythms of daily living and making choices instead.
November 23, 2025
4.5 rounded up? Her creative storytelling and magical realism while also offering a non fictional account of her life and that of her father’s was so fresh and new and compelling and not in a gimmicky or overwrought way. I also loved her extensive years of research on marine life that were woven throughout. This is a super unique novel that I thoroughly enjoyed.
August 24, 2025
i wish more books were like this. you can experience a nearly full range of emotions in this book, it’s sad, educational, hopeful and a little bizarre. anelise chen is the best writer!
June 30, 2025
I feel like if I mention how this book is fiction, memoir, and even part science non-fiction, it will feel like there’s so too much going on in this book. However, I found that even crossing so many genres, this book is well put together and so unique and engrossing.
After a divorce, the main character is told to “clam down” by her mom, and then turns into a clam. I was expecting it to feel very Kafka, but it doesn’t really.
Thank you Net Galley & Random House for a copy of this book.
After a divorce, the main character is told to “clam down” by her mom, and then turns into a clam. I was expecting it to feel very Kafka, but it doesn’t really.
Thank you Net Galley & Random House for a copy of this book.
March 20, 2025
“Clam Down” is a truly unique mix of countless literary genres, blending memoir, fiction, and fantasy into an introspective tale. Author Anelise Chen writes primarily from a second person perspective, centering on a protagonist known as “the clam” - a name taken from the accidental misspelling from her mother telling her to “clam down” over the course of her life.
Facing a turning point in her mid-thirties, the clam faces an unexpected divorce and simultaneously decides to change career paths to pursue being a writer. What follows is a non-linear storyline as we follow the clam over the course of her life, dive deep into her musings and memories, and also see her life from the perspective of her father, a former programmer who fails her understand his daughter and her life choices.
There are bursts of genius in this book, especially with the many literary and historical references throughout (to Kafka’s “Metamorphosis”, Darwin’s “Origin of Species”, even Georgia O’Keefe’s paintings) and Chen’s exploration of her father’s past. I loved as well the inclusion of various photographs and scans, the nods to their Chinese heritage and language, and even the (sometimes confusing) screenshots from an old-school Linux computer. However, the writing felt too scattered for my personal liking and there are a number of sections that went on lengthy tangents that didn’t seem to contribute to the actual storyline. While I appreciated the both literal and figurative evolution and metamorphosis of “the clam” to her present-day human form, I think a little more editing and focus would have been beneficial.
Thank you One World Publishing for the advance copy of this book!
Facing a turning point in her mid-thirties, the clam faces an unexpected divorce and simultaneously decides to change career paths to pursue being a writer. What follows is a non-linear storyline as we follow the clam over the course of her life, dive deep into her musings and memories, and also see her life from the perspective of her father, a former programmer who fails her understand his daughter and her life choices.
There are bursts of genius in this book, especially with the many literary and historical references throughout (to Kafka’s “Metamorphosis”, Darwin’s “Origin of Species”, even Georgia O’Keefe’s paintings) and Chen’s exploration of her father’s past. I loved as well the inclusion of various photographs and scans, the nods to their Chinese heritage and language, and even the (sometimes confusing) screenshots from an old-school Linux computer. However, the writing felt too scattered for my personal liking and there are a number of sections that went on lengthy tangents that didn’t seem to contribute to the actual storyline. While I appreciated the both literal and figurative evolution and metamorphosis of “the clam” to her present-day human form, I think a little more editing and focus would have been beneficial.
Thank you One World Publishing for the advance copy of this book!
March 22, 2025
This was one of the books that RO Kwon listed in her annual list of books written by WOC. I loved the description of it, and ever since I saw the title I have been telling people to "Clam down," since it seems to make more sense than "Calm down," especially when people are upset. The author takes this advice literally when her mother texts her to Clam Down and she becomes obsessed with clams and other mollusks in her years long journey to find clam, or possibly, calm.
I really liked this book, and fell into reading it right away, even though it wasn't what I was expecting. From the description I assumed that the story would be very reminiscent of Kafka, but the author really leans into the actual metaphor of a clam — patient, accepting, letting come what may, and embracing the good and bad sides of these qualities. As the author/clam in question delve deeper into their clam-ness they also confront their parent's histories with their own clam journeys, and what that means for their futures. The first part of the book was very intriguing, the following sections less so, but I ultimately liked the story. And of course I'm a sucker for any book that partly takes place in Northern New Mexico.
I really liked this book, and fell into reading it right away, even though it wasn't what I was expecting. From the description I assumed that the story would be very reminiscent of Kafka, but the author really leans into the actual metaphor of a clam — patient, accepting, letting come what may, and embracing the good and bad sides of these qualities. As the author/clam in question delve deeper into their clam-ness they also confront their parent's histories with their own clam journeys, and what that means for their futures. The first part of the book was very intriguing, the following sections less so, but I ultimately liked the story. And of course I'm a sucker for any book that partly takes place in Northern New Mexico.
September 26, 2025
i’m Somali and yet this hit me so hard in my lil diaspora heart. this book made me renew how precisely i see my parents. to remember they are their own person, with the nuanced life they lived before my siblings and i entered the picture. a reminder to extend grace and courtesy. a true tale of love and understanding. what more could you ask for? me only qualm is referring to the pandemic in the past tense. :/
August 16, 2025
At first, my feelings about this book were as inconstant as the tides: did I hate it? Did I like it? My opinion came in, and went out. I landed on glittering, phosphorescent love.
Chen says she’s interested in form and it shows. Her memoir (?), in which she transforms into a clam in the aftermath of a divorce when her mother tells her via typo to “clam down,” is wholly unique. She writes about herself (“the clam”) in third person, from the POV of 5 different invasive Asian clams (over the course of time to show the history of Chinese immigrants in the American West), and as each of her Taiwanese immigrant parents *in the first person* (which she constructs from interview transcripts).
Writing from your parents’ perspective feels so…presumptuous? Transgressive, even. Obviously, we want to understand our parents. Just as obviously, they are unknowable. And (!), they are inside of us and they are us. We tell and retell ourselves their stories to help us form our own…but to put it down on paper feels more brave (or foolish?) than I would dare to be. I wonder if her parents have read her book. I wonder how they *really* feel about it (as I’m sure the author does).
Over the course of the story, she journeys to shell-centric destinations, researching her surroundings. Some of my favorite explorations include Georgia O’Keeffe’s Ghost Ranch, Arcosanti, Biosphere2, and the Camino de Santiago.
A word of caution: if you find yourself feeling skeptical about the narrative voice, keep going. In the initial sections, when she “clams up” and closes herself off, I *felt* it — which is impressive and effective! — but it didn’t make for an enjoyable reading experience. Once she began diving into her relationship with her parents, I became much more invested.
This is a strange book. Although it sometimes lacks smooth transitions between sections, I loved it for its inventiveness and the way it sprawls while, simultaneously, being intensely contained.
Chen says she’s interested in form and it shows. Her memoir (?), in which she transforms into a clam in the aftermath of a divorce when her mother tells her via typo to “clam down,” is wholly unique. She writes about herself (“the clam”) in third person, from the POV of 5 different invasive Asian clams (over the course of time to show the history of Chinese immigrants in the American West), and as each of her Taiwanese immigrant parents *in the first person* (which she constructs from interview transcripts).
Writing from your parents’ perspective feels so…presumptuous? Transgressive, even. Obviously, we want to understand our parents. Just as obviously, they are unknowable. And (!), they are inside of us and they are us. We tell and retell ourselves their stories to help us form our own…but to put it down on paper feels more brave (or foolish?) than I would dare to be. I wonder if her parents have read her book. I wonder how they *really* feel about it (as I’m sure the author does).
Over the course of the story, she journeys to shell-centric destinations, researching her surroundings. Some of my favorite explorations include Georgia O’Keeffe’s Ghost Ranch, Arcosanti, Biosphere2, and the Camino de Santiago.
A word of caution: if you find yourself feeling skeptical about the narrative voice, keep going. In the initial sections, when she “clams up” and closes herself off, I *felt* it — which is impressive and effective! — but it didn’t make for an enjoyable reading experience. Once she began diving into her relationship with her parents, I became much more invested.
This is a strange book. Although it sometimes lacks smooth transitions between sections, I loved it for its inventiveness and the way it sprawls while, simultaneously, being intensely contained.
November 19, 2025
If you're in the mood for a quick quirky memoir, this is a good choice. It's kind of hard to explain what it is about, or even how it's written. It is about the author and primarily, her relationship with her father, but it also includes her mother, her sister, her grandmother, and various friends.
She uses the device of telling the story from kind of a third person perspective, with herself as a clam. But she also includes photographs, screenshots, and first person sections told by her dad. It is a story of self-discovery, and also discovering more about her parents, and her history. There is quite a bit of humor and some lovely writing.
She uses the device of telling the story from kind of a third person perspective, with herself as a clam. But she also includes photographs, screenshots, and first person sections told by her dad. It is a story of self-discovery, and also discovering more about her parents, and her history. There is quite a bit of humor and some lovely writing.
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August 24, 2025Did not finish! I loved what this book was trying to do. I love this author, I attended a reading. It’s a metamorphosis type story about a clam and her closed off ness and her Asian parents. But I just couldn’t get into the narrative style :(
September 2, 2025
Never seen obsession depicted this way and I loved it. Lots of moments that I think in someone else’s hands would’ve come close to being too on-the-nose, but Chen nails it, and it landed for me. Read much of it in a hammock and that was nice too.
October 28, 2025
Clam Down presented itself to me after completing my mfa thesis which had a focus on bivalves and wow. This book felt like the perfect marriage between information, humor, art, and personal narrative. I wish I’d had it while completing my thesis, but felt like the perfect ending to that chapter. I couldn’t put it down, was such an artful book. Highly recommend!!
January 11, 2026
The center of the Venn diagram between all the writer-centered books and divorce memoirs I've been reading lately.
September 12, 2025
I thought the premise was so funny and smart, and
the parts where the author brings in history about clams and facts about the ocean, tying them to the violently racist history of labor and immigration in North America was extremely well executed. The parts where she interrogated the fraught relationship with her sometimes neglectful parents was also very well done. She writes with this beautiful warmth about love for family but also the way the ones you love can fail to accept and care for you.
However, the story sort of capitulates at the end, rushing to settle into what seems like rosy American dream of a heterosexual family dynamics and procreation, having finally decided to accept that her parents will not take responsibility for their hurtful behavior. The final parts of the novel felt unconvincing and almost jarring given the feeling of expansiveness and freedom the rest of the book had. It was a bit dissappointing – like seeing this tantalizingly beautiful view, vast as the ocean, right in front of your face only to have a door slam shut in your face.
the parts where the author brings in history about clams and facts about the ocean, tying them to the violently racist history of labor and immigration in North America was extremely well executed. The parts where she interrogated the fraught relationship with her sometimes neglectful parents was also very well done. She writes with this beautiful warmth about love for family but also the way the ones you love can fail to accept and care for you.
However, the story sort of capitulates at the end, rushing to settle into what seems like rosy American dream of a heterosexual family dynamics and procreation, having finally decided to accept that her parents will not take responsibility for their hurtful behavior. The final parts of the novel felt unconvincing and almost jarring given the feeling of expansiveness and freedom the rest of the book had. It was a bit dissappointing – like seeing this tantalizingly beautiful view, vast as the ocean, right in front of your face only to have a door slam shut in your face.
This entire review has been hidden because of spoilers.
June 16, 2025
Was really hard to get into but somewhere along the way I was able actually enjoy it.
July 9, 2025
4.5 ! no offense to all the other memoirs i read this year, or ever, but you’ve just been blown out of the water !
August 24, 2025
BOOK REPORT
Wow. I went back and looked, and I started reading this book Saturday, August 16, 2025, and only finished it yesterday, Friday, August 22, 2025.
I mention this for a few reasons. First, it hasn’t taken me that long to read a book in, well, I don’t know when. Probably since I was in my career life, which I left (voluntarily) in the middle of 2013. Second, I started referencing this book as “an alternative memoir” in other Book Reports the day after I started it.
I’ve been having a hard time wrapping my head around how to write about it, because, quite frankly, nothing I could say would do it justice. But I figure if I have been teasing to it for almost a week, I need to get something down on paper, so to speak.
We’ll start with the reason it took me a while to make my way through it. It was most definitely _not_ because it wasn’t done well. It was a great read, thoroughly researched, creative, thought-provoking, emotionally resonant, you name it. Instead, it was because I wanted to think on what I’d read. Second, I had a whole lot of adulting to do over the past week, so couldn’t dedicate super-long blocks of time to reading.
Now, back to me not doing this book justice. Why does that always seem to happen when a book makes such a walloping impact on me????
Guess it’s time to revert to Ye Olde Excerpts.
“The animals follow the water. So it’s the water that decides.”
In the end, we’re mostly water. The earth is mostly water. We are all one. Why oh why can’t people realize this??
“This is it. This is it? What had she hoped to find? How interesting to come all this way, only to find that there’s nothing left to find.”
Boy did _that_ hit home or what.
“Once people get to the end, they want to keep going. Like water, we cannot bear to stop.”
“Is freedom the ultimate good?........But there’s physical freedom and there’s psychic freedom, she thinks, and maybe the two freedoms are not connected.
“She dreams of potatoes, fried ones.”
I guess I’ll wrap whatever this is up by saying that I very much appreciated the end sections, the notes on usage of Chinese/Taiwanese in the book, and the author’s note. And I think there is an argument to be made for reading them before one reads the book proper, for context. That said, there’s an equally persuasive argument to be made for simply immersing one’s self in the book, and then getting some clarification/s later.
Now it’s time to link to some actual reviews of Clam Down, by Anelise Chen, who needs to win all kinds of awards for her work:
- By a Morgan Wheeler: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...
- By a Denise Ruttan: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...
- By an Alyisha: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...
And now here’s a link to an interview with the author:
https://therumpus.net/2025/07/29/comi...
The.
End.
Wow. I went back and looked, and I started reading this book Saturday, August 16, 2025, and only finished it yesterday, Friday, August 22, 2025.
I mention this for a few reasons. First, it hasn’t taken me that long to read a book in, well, I don’t know when. Probably since I was in my career life, which I left (voluntarily) in the middle of 2013. Second, I started referencing this book as “an alternative memoir” in other Book Reports the day after I started it.
I’ve been having a hard time wrapping my head around how to write about it, because, quite frankly, nothing I could say would do it justice. But I figure if I have been teasing to it for almost a week, I need to get something down on paper, so to speak.
We’ll start with the reason it took me a while to make my way through it. It was most definitely _not_ because it wasn’t done well. It was a great read, thoroughly researched, creative, thought-provoking, emotionally resonant, you name it. Instead, it was because I wanted to think on what I’d read. Second, I had a whole lot of adulting to do over the past week, so couldn’t dedicate super-long blocks of time to reading.
Now, back to me not doing this book justice. Why does that always seem to happen when a book makes such a walloping impact on me????
Guess it’s time to revert to Ye Olde Excerpts.
“The animals follow the water. So it’s the water that decides.”
In the end, we’re mostly water. The earth is mostly water. We are all one. Why oh why can’t people realize this??
“This is it. This is it? What had she hoped to find? How interesting to come all this way, only to find that there’s nothing left to find.”
Boy did _that_ hit home or what.
“Once people get to the end, they want to keep going. Like water, we cannot bear to stop.”
“Is freedom the ultimate good?........But there’s physical freedom and there’s psychic freedom, she thinks, and maybe the two freedoms are not connected.
“She dreams of potatoes, fried ones.”
I guess I’ll wrap whatever this is up by saying that I very much appreciated the end sections, the notes on usage of Chinese/Taiwanese in the book, and the author’s note. And I think there is an argument to be made for reading them before one reads the book proper, for context. That said, there’s an equally persuasive argument to be made for simply immersing one’s self in the book, and then getting some clarification/s later.
Now it’s time to link to some actual reviews of Clam Down, by Anelise Chen, who needs to win all kinds of awards for her work:
- By a Morgan Wheeler: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...
- By a Denise Ruttan: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...
- By an Alyisha: https://www.goodreads.com/review/show...
And now here’s a link to an interview with the author:
https://therumpus.net/2025/07/29/comi...
The.
End.
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