Flux by Orion Carloto | Rating: ★★★★☆ (4.5)

As a note, a copy of this novel was sent to me via NetGalley by the publisher in exchange for an honest review. This does not effect my opinions in any way.

To put Flux in one word: WOW. I'm super late to getting this posted. A year late. And I've just reread the collection and realized that, somehow, I never finished my review of it when it was first published. Don't worry, I'm ashamed plenty enough for all of us and will be grounding myself, effective immediately.

In truth, about the delay, it was mostly because I was sick a lot last autumn and winter, and when I am sick I get foggy and hare-brained. Flux deserved a real review, anyways, and not a rushed or half-assed one like it might have gotten then. It didn't click in my mind that I hadn't gotten around to reviewing it.

Flux was like reading a shared diary between yourself and a soul-mate. A friend. A tangled series of thoughts and moments that make you come to life. It's the kind of collection that you absorb just as much as its words absorb you. Which sounds trippy, and maybe a little lame, in explanation but if you've read Flux you'll know exactly what I mean by it. It's smart and influential, captivating and honest.

There was so much in Flux that made me feel deeply connected to the prose and my highlighting was a bit out of control. Carloto comes across exactly as you'll hope: genuine. And her prose is intimate to just the right degree. Flux is just pure, heart pounding revelations that will leave the modern poetry lover feeling something indescribable.

I adored this collection and look forward to hearing more from Orion Carloto in the future.