This Is How You Lose the Time War

Wow. This is a love story. A love story backwards and forwards through infinite dimensions. A love story of souls that is so beautiful it isn't even triggering my, “But, how?!” time travel gripes. Maybe it's the florid prose and delicate surrealism in every chapter, or the subtle shift from mocking flirtation to the vulnerability of love, but it felt more like poetry than prose most of the time. You could read the whole book in an afternoon and then want to read it again. Reviews kept saying that is has a “strong emotional core,” and yeah, that's one way to put. The other is that this is SF romance at its finest. It won my book club's annual March Madness tournament, and I'm really happy it did. If you enjoy grown-up love stories and elaborate language, you should read this even if you aren't a genre fan.