I finished, I Who Have Never Known Men, Jacqueline Harpman, last night. What a very surreal experience that I'm struggling to articulate. It left me very contemplative. It was clearly well written, but I'm not sure whether I enjoyed it. Intentionally too many unanswered questions.

A week or so back I knocked out The Gate of the Feral Gods, Matt Dinniman, which was, as usual, a good romp. I'm interested to see if this LitRPG gets boring at some point.