It’s Not You, It’s Me: Timing and Context
As a reader, I’ve been obsessed with Gillian Flynn this year. It started when I read The Grownup as a “suggested” book when I was looking for alternative gothic stories. I wanted haunted house stories that didn’t feel like haunted house stories, and The Grownup seemed to fit. Unfortunately, I didn’t really like it, even though I desperately wanted to. The opening of the novella was unbeatable. The honest, raw voice of a sex worker turned psychic was witty and relatable. And I wanted more ballsy, unapologetic sex workers! But as the story went on, I was less interested in the child and family. Perhaps that was because of my…