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I always thought I would be a one and done with Lisa Genova because she clearly gets off on writing tragiporn novels centered around terminal or chronic illnesses. Like billions of others I read Still Alice, but then The O’Briens was once again about some sad debilitating disease with no hope so I was officially out. Never say never, though, because maybe a story about a young woman being diagnosed with bipolar disease might be up my alley and I thought I'd give it a go.

I thought I would quite possibly dig this one, but it pretty much lost me right away at the somehow weirdly recently overused "main character who wants to be a comedian." Dear Authors: Stop making unfunny characters have comedic aspirations. How did that even become such an overused career goal in books recently? If you’re going to make these characters be aspiring comics, they have to be FUNNY. Comedy isn’t just writing jokes and memorizing them - it’s people who are naturally hilarious. No one would want to sit through this chick’s ranty Ted Talk comedy special. And if the bizarre zero dollar an hour career choice wasn't odd enough, then the additional manic episodes featuring Taylor Swift related imaginings just put it over the edge. Then there’s the problem of Maddy having little to no developed personality outside of her illness and what glimpses we did get being so unlikeable and first world with a great support system (and great insurance to boot). So unrelatable.

This was as easy read, but I didn't think it was very good.