Luster, however, is by no means a carbon copy of these novels, and Edie’s distinctive voice sets her apart from other eternally dissatisfied protagonists. In short, they are millennial Esther Greenwoods. They are misanthropic, they often engage in some sort of masochistic behaviour, and a few of them inevitably spiral into self-destructiveness. Luster follows in the steps of recent releases starring perpetually alienated young women prone to bouts of ennui, numbness, morbidity, lethargy, and self-loathing. I am not on the L, smelling someone’s lukewarm pickles, wishing I were dead.” I was dazzled by the author’s prose, which is by turns dense and supple, by Edie’s sardonic and penetrating narration, and by the story’s caustic yet searing commentary on race, class, gender, and sexuality. Luster is a deliriously enthralling and boldly subversive debut novel. You are not a dozen gerbils in a skin casing. “I think to myself, You are a desirable woman.
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