it’s really funny for me to think about the first time I read gideon the ninth because I did not know what the fuck was happening the entire time. it seemed to change genres every time I picked it up. I completely lost track of all the characters. I thought silas was like 80 years old. I forgot who ianthe was and got confused when she showed up at the end. it was like trying to read a book that kept shapeshifting into a different book every time I looked away