Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow

"and then she put her hand between his legs, wrapping her fingers around the cylindrical chamber of blood sponges that was his (and every) penis. He felt the corpora cavernosa, commanded by nerve messages from his subconscious brain, fill up with blood, and the tunica albuginea membrane, the penis’s straitjacket, trap the blood inside.” after a quote like that i genuinely could not have rated this book any higher. this is possibly the craziest way this scene could have been written. i was going to do a more detailed review but i have no words.

I couldn't get through this book. The writing is pretty good and the characters are interesting but the story just seems to want to explore pain, tragedy, and futility.