I love you little book with a hint of witchy vibes. You are the perfect read for winter nights.
Perhaps I’m dead inside. Perhaps I just ‘didn’t get it’, or perhaps my humour, haunting or dark detection switch was set to off that day, but Convenience Store Woman wanders its way into the meh-you’re-alright-but-also-totally-average pile.
I wanted to love you (I really, really did). You had everything I like in a good read – a pretty holographic cover, a post-apocalyptic setting and a twist on the traditional vampire take. It should have been perfect.