That’s why I’m rating this book low, because it was so abstract that it seemed like Awad just trying to be all artsy and avant garde and edgy and creepy but the narrative thread was not worked in well enough, and it you want that kind of thing to work it at least has to be conveyed properly to the reader. My theory is this: Samantha is lonely and sexually repressed, and she has trauma reaching back to high school mean girls and perhaps a pet rabbit, and the stress of trying to finish her thesis caused her to have a psychotic break and imagine this entire acid trip of a story, and that’s why there’s a clique of girls who call each other bunny and leave her out of stuff, and her dream boyfriend who’s actually evil, and exploding bunnies, and at the end when she is talking to Jonah and then it ends with her apparently talking to mud, that’s because Jonah was only in her head too because she’s so lonely or maybe she’s actually dead this entire time because she committed suicide in her apartment like it hinted in that one part.īut I don’t know, guys. It just seemed like something out of a weird nightmare, and uh… I’m not really sure what even happened to be honest. After a point I couldn’t tell what was going on anymore, really. At first I was drawn in by the premise: an elite, ivory-tower MFA program where the protagonist is the lone sensible girl sharing a sparsely-populated class with a clique from the depths of repressed-high-school-memories hell.Īs others have said, it did seem inspired in some ways by Heathers (and there was even a reference to that movie, this uber quirky metaphor about something or other being a bomb in Christian Slater’s trenchcoat, leading me to think Awad did draw inspo from there)įirst it was a bit pleasantly creepy, then it got strange, then it got just plain weirdly sexual and disturbing. All I ever heard about it was that it was weird, and, well, on that promise it delivered. Soon, her friendships with Ava and the Bunnies will be brought into deadly collision.” My Thoughts As Samantha plunges deeper and deeper into the Bunnies’ sinister yet saccharine world, beginning to take part in the ritualistic off-campus “Workshop” where they conjure their monstrous creations, the edges of reality begin to blur.
A scholarship student who prefers the company of her dark imagination to that of most people, she is utterly repelled by the rest of her fiction writing cohort–a clique of unbearably twee rich girls who call each other “Bunny,” and seem to move and speak as one.īut everything changes when Samantha receives an invitation to the Bunnies’ fabled “Smut Salon,” and finds herself inexplicably drawn to their front door–ditching her only friend, Ava, in the process. “Samantha Heather Mackey couldn’t be more of an outsider in her small, highly selective MFA program at New England’s Warren University.
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