A Certain Hunger by Chelsea G. Summers

“We talk about love like it's an involuntary act. We fall into love, like a hole, a puddle, an elevator shaft. We never step mindfully into love. Love, we seem to think, requires a loss of control; love necessitates that vertiginous giving over to gravity; love wants you to have no choice.” 

This book has such a surplus of delicious quotes that I hardly want to write a review on it. If Carrie Bradshaw were a cannibal, she’d have birthed this. Here are some of my favourite snippets: 

“We were like an old married couple, Andrew and I, companionable in long silences and happy to be in each other’s company. Except, of course, that he was dead and I had eaten him.”

“I learned that being female is as prefab, thoughtless, soulless, and abjectly capitalistic as a Big Mac. It's not important that it's real. It's only important that it's tasty.”

“What is heaven but the hope for righteous acknowledgment, and what is hell but the fear of discovery” 

“Our female friends, the close ones, are the mini-breaks we take from the totalitarian work it requires to keep up the performance of being female.”

“My thinking has always been that if love, marriage, and family were intrinsically so meaningful, so exceptional, and so necessary, then we wouldn't need millennia of propaganda selling them to us.”