The way this book made me feral cannot properly be explained with words. The plot itself is actually very difficult to describe, both because the stories contained were mostly – but not entirely – separate from one another and because it was such a weird collection that I don't even know how to do justice to the topics that were tackled. It was weirdness mixed with magical realism mixed with literal manifestations of metaphorical concepts mixed with an underlying vein of genius that blanketed everything in a mystical aura.
Because this book falls under the literary fiction genre, it should really come as no surprise that the writing style was the strongest point but, holy fuck, it was so much more than I could have anticipated. It was poetic, vividly descriptive and so compelling; I swear the whole thing was laced with some sort of drug because I couldn't untangle myself from the pages no matter how hard I tried. Admittedly I didn't try very hard, but you get the point. The author's ability to consistently paint such clear pictures that were really a medium to indirectly talk about deeper topics and issues was done phenomenally, and the way she introduced characters that only existed in a very reduced space while still making them real and raw was truly astounding. The women in this collection were more fleshed out and relatable than some developed in full-length novels. Just pointing it out.
On the whole, this short story collection was original, it was poignant, it tackled relevant topics in a very unique and different way and it made me feel so many emotions I didn't know what to do with them. It's definitely a book I'm going to revisit in the future – possibly more than once – and perhaps even annotate thoroughly because it was just pure perfection. I can recognize that this is not for everyone but the ones who get it will get it with the full force of an avalanche and will not be able to think of anything else for a while. Clearly, I found it to be absolutely phenomenal and I'm so glad I managed to find it in the great chaos that is the literary world because hardly anyone has read it, so if you happen upon this review do yourself a favor and go read this masterpiece. As for me, I'm definitely going to check out Erin Slaughter's poetry because I now feel the impelling need to inhale every single word this woman has ever written.
In case you need some motivation, here's a quote from the very first page of the very first story just to give you an idea of the tone and prose you can expect from this book: "Then she offered me a new life like she was offering me a soda, and when a girl like that asks you to run away with her, you do. You take inventory of your little world, shuck off the pieces you won't miss, and betray the ones you will under the guise of adventure. […] You leave your cell phone on the kitchen counter and throw your clothes into a bag without bothering to fold them. In the car, you catch yourself really breathing for the first time in years, maybe, and it turns out breathing feels magnificent, the glory-dance of lungs. She asked me to run, so I ran, and I didn't ask where we were going, or why, because it didn’t matter. I was going with her." I could honestly share a quote from every single page of the book, but I'll leave you to experience all these wondrous words for yourself.
And now, just for reference, here's my ranking of the stories, along with their respective rating:
A Manual for How to Love Us — 5/5
We Were Wolves — 5/5
Anywhere — 5/5
Instructions for Assembly — 4.75/5
Watching Boys Do Things — 4.75/5
Elsewhere — 4.75/5
Nest — 4.5/5
The Box — 4.5/5
Burrowing — 4.25/5
Crescendo — 4/5
You Too Can Cure Your Life — 4/5
The Forgotten Coast — 3.5/5
The Dragging Route — 3/5
While the mathematical average is slightly less than 4.5 stars, I have no issue rounding up the rating because there were only a couple of stories that I didn't love, but everything else truly made me go batshit crazy in a way that no other book really has recently. I also think that some things throughout only fully made sense when regarded in relation to the others, so when I step back and look at this collection there is only one possible rating that comes to mind. Girl math > real math.