Pure Colour, by Sheila Heti

A purposefully thin love story is sprinkled on top of this fat free novel about reincarnation, the depth of death, and whether or not the next line of humans, the second draft of people, will have nostalgia for our current life.

Heti lays out a tightrope act between lovesick relationships and transcendental commentary. From chapter to chapter I was captivated by the thin as rice plot between Annie and our protagonist. And then I was transfixed by the commentary-as-cope passages. Heti, clearly a stand in for the protagonist, must have been so struck by her father's passing that everything in the universe came into view. 5 out of 5 green blobs

- Spenser -