Status Updates From Maeve Fly

‘i swing the mace into the top of hilda’s skull.’

knew that was gonna happen. goodbye forever, hilda.

‘and i certainly don’t intend to be around for when he realizes he prefers his missionary style cocaine and martini banality’

‘i don’t feel like putting out though, not tonight, and it would surely be expected. a diversion would be nice, but the eye contact, the human company. i do not want the interaction.’

‘i do not want to go, i do not want to be anywhere.’

‘the man is clearly a sadist, and i have to say i deeply respect him for it.’

‘i inhale the air of the early evening, the bougainvillea bloom perfume, the light slanting sideways, long shadows, late heat, and i revel in the glory that is some degree of certainty about life. that is knowing home and fearing no one.’

i’m literally obsessed with this book already.

‘i saw humans. humans trying so hard to make meaning, to create a space for meaning. an experience. something to be desired.’

‘she has not masturbated, ever, as she is saving herself for a ben or jake or paul who will undoubtedly be a virgin himself. maybe not jake. jakes are sometimes fucks. i don’t know. i’m riffing. i want another bump before we have to go back on shift.’

‘kate’s nose drips another drop of red, mingling with his hair, and i am filled with a deep and unwavering love. for kate. for this job. for all of it.’

what the hell i already love this book.

wait period i’m the same age as the narrator💅🏼✨

‘men are insipid, stupid creatures.’

wow, page 1. i love this book already.