I feel like I’d probably never be friends with her if we existed in the same universe, but I also can’t bring myself to hate her. Even if I do find her a little despicable sometimes (the way she is with guys? white guys in particular? kill me NOW). Her life is a hedonistic whirlwind of hot mess after hot mess-it’s all very starving Gen Z artist trying to make it in the Instagram age in New York City.Īnd yet… Jayne is all the more real for it. Yolk’s protagonist is chaotic, flighty, obnoxious, superficial, and painfully aware of herself at all times. Our realities aren’t separated by many degrees, in truth. I think the thing that both terrifies and magnetizes me about this novel is how Jayne could be me and I could be Jayne-in some alternate, messier life.

Spontaneous buddy read because i never read anything without lily if it can be helped Review & rating to come! (i ended up on 3.5)ĭoing my favorite thing (judging books by their covers) Me: i just finished yolk and it could be anywhere between 2.5 and 4.5 Lily: i just finished yolk and it could be anywhere between 2.5 and 4.5 So we'll be kind in our rating this time.īottom line: Who knows anything! But I think I liked this.

And as established, I am capable of loving Mary HK Choi and equally inclined to appreciate suffering. While Emergency Contact is a hard yes from page 1 to page 347, or whatever, this was a yes/no/maybe so constantly and it never changed.īut I love sisters. This book made me go back and forth a lot. There are no two characters in a contemporary YA romance with a cover that sweet and lovely that suffer so much. That's probably why I love Mary HK Choi's Emergency Contact so much. So this book, which is both a) so sad, so filled with suffering, and b) a source of deep and profound confusion to me in terms of what I think about it (and I am someone who cannot feel confused without feeling dumb, and immediately feel angry whenever I feel dumb, in a vicious cycle that makes me seem like an eleven year old boy with a Fortnite addiction and a tendency toward tantrum-throwing).well, it checks the suffering requirement twice over. But it is my sweet spot, my comfort place, what I know. Nobody loves pain and anguish and sorrow except Disney movie villains and people who work at the airport. Something about me is that I love to suffer.

Yolk by mary hk choi