Status Updates From Hell's Heart

lana don’t look at me

I am absolutely loving this.

Sapphic Moby Dick in space? Say less.

"You can no more understand it than you can smoke a painting of pipe." HORRIBLE analogy. You can smoke a painting of a pipe, actually, meaning you can tell me what the hell you're looking at and let me decide how I see it in my mind instead of lazily telling me "you'd never get it".

This book would have really benefitted from just dedicating itself to telling us the story. The amount of times now that the main character has told me that there is "no way" to explain or express what they experienced, it's just putting me off. At some point it feels like you are gatekeeping your own worldbuilding. I get that it's in space and not real, but this is a bothersome quality of the book overall.