The Midnight Library

The premise is interesting but the writing fell flat. The narrator has no character, the protagonist has no personality, it just felt like it was a man writer behind the female protagonist, there was no depth, no neurosis. It stayed in the visual while name dropping philosophers and quotes as if that would make it smarter. Mental illness just felt like a tool to advance the plot and not something the character was living. It's not as if it's the most creative idea for it to support the whole book, the story went exactly the way i imagined it would go but with none of the emotions i would've expected. Personally i had to fight not to roll my eyes at the writer's attempts at witticisms, after reading “Tissues are like lives. There are always more” i knew it was not the book for me.