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334 pages, ebook
First published June 16, 2020
“Jo, I know this sucks, but are you really going to let one guy—no matter who he may be—get to you like this? You are Johanna fucking Palmer. If he wasn’t into you—and I’m guessing it was more about being afraid of getting in trouble than not being attracted to you—then screw him. Not literally, obviously.”



This book is for you … especially if you’re struggling in a social surrounding that is so religious their belief and behaviour in relation to it makes you miserable. Those who would like to experience a hushed part of religious practice will also enjoy this book. TW: Christian fanaticism, bullying, sexual assault, violence.
‘I don’t care what the Bible tells us because that book – and that’s really all it is, a book – has made me feel terrible about myself all my life. I can see that believing in it helps you and comforts you and is true for you, but it’s not true for me. I have the right to choose what I believe, and if you loved me half as much as you claim to, then you’d respect that.’




"'I've started to see religion in the context of the outside world, I just have more and more contempt for it. I hate how narrow-minded it can make people. How it breeds judgement and hatred and superiority complexes.'"
"'All my life, everyone had acted like what they believe is the only right thing to believe.'"

"It was just this stupid joke Johanna and I made a while ago. It isn’t real. It’s nothing to take seriously or worry about, I promise you.”
“I hope you’re hungry.” He wedges the picnic basket between us and pulls out a bag of tortilla chips and a container of queso. “I believe someone here said she likes nachos.” I laugh and cover my face with my hands. “I can’t believe you remembered that.”
“The problem is, I’ve been trying to dissect and recreate magic, and you just can’t. You can’t make magic. It’s like when you’re looking for magic, it disappears. I don’t know. It just feels like I could be a good writer, but exactly what I want to say is out of reach.” “Do you know anything about physics?” I ask. “Physics?” “Yeah.” I shrug, suddenly self-conscious. “What you’re describing sounds like this energy principle—that energy cannot be created or destroyed, only transformed. And there’s this other one, where if you try to observe electrons, their behavior changes. The very act of trying to observe it changes what you’re looking for.”