Miranda’s Reviews > Psyche and Eros > Status Update

I have my complaints, but Eros muttering a very relatable “fuck” made me chuckle.

And poor Ares is out here catching strays😭

I keep finding myself trying to draw a comparison between the writing here and the writing of Til We Have Faces. The issue there is that they are fundamentally centered on different details within the same myth. Psyche and Eros is perhaps more comparable to some of the other modern retellings that have been trending.

“Zeus told me about it.” Girl you were born quite literally seven minutes ago. Zeus didn’t tell you shit.

I’m being very careful not to judge this book based only on the myths the author has chosen as the gods’ origins. She is allowed to pick different myths than my personal favorites.

Sorry I know I’m literally on page two but

Eros: “…we were not fulfilling some prophesy or old story. We were writing our own.”
Me, who already knows the myth: well yes… but also no