A review by otherbeth
The Dangers of Proximal Alphabets by Kathleen Alcott

2.0

Yeah, this one belongs in the modern angst lit category. But, it's laborious to read. The writing felt forced and pretentious, like the author had been keeping a notebook of fancy metaphors and then used a crowbar to jam them into her prose. I didn't much like any of the characters, either. I mean, we're all a little damaged by life, but geeeeeeeeez. Big bunch of dysfunction, self-destruction, destruction of others all mashed up with a weird dose of superiority. Meh.