harrow the ninth is easily the funniest book ive read in years. its an exercise in madness and misery and confusion and you as the reader don’t know what’s happening until late in the story, and in that sense its so so intriguing to read, and of course the absence of a character from the narrative forming its shape is so cool. however the plot??? god and his besties fuck about on a space station. harrow is throwing up blood while ianthe watches hornily. nobody has a real plan to deal with the major threat aside from uhh defensive manoeuvres i guess. god and his besties have a threesome on the dinner table. one of them is trying to murder harrow at all times. everyone is sympathetically ignoring how harrow is completely deranged. harrow makes murder soup. what is happening in this book??????