A review by _duskicreads
Black Iris by Elliot Wake

5.0

"Most of the time romance isn’t even about love, anyway. It’s about escape. Fantasy. Salvation from the mundane. It’s a racier version of religion and we all want to be saved. Save me from boredom, from exhaustion, from my undersexed body, from microwave dinners and reality TV, from going to bed alone or with a vibrator or a cat. Save me from my desperately ordinary life.
We’re all Kafka’s rider, trying to get away from ourselves."


This book was dark, charged, honest, raw and unexpected. I don't think I have ever read anything quite like it. It dealt wonderfully with mental illness, identity, grief, love, vengeance, darkness.
And it was fucking amazing.