This book provided me with a truly peculiar experience. It’s different, innovative, weird and so unexpected that I could not get what’s true and what’s a lie. I believe that this was the author intention so I think that he pulled it off just great.

I don't know what to make of this book. Never has it taken me this long to finish reading 66 pages. Can't quite put my finger on it but something about this just doesn't sit right with me. This story should be something I enjoy but I can't help feeling an immense dislike towards it.

I honestly could not tell you what this was about. At first, I was quite intrigued by the title and the writing. The story starts with a femme fatale, a gun to the head, and a narrator who is told to start typing - the result of this typing is the story. The title, "More Lies," immediately invites the reader to mistrust the narrator, and the narrator makes it obvious he’s unreliable - a story that starts out sounding fantastical becomes improbable and then unrealistic. In theory, I like what the author is trying to do: put the reader off-balance through unreliable narration and a strange story and have the narrator talk to the reader as if they’re talking back. But the writing feels a bit much, and none of the narrative tricks he’s trying really work because they have no space to breathe, and there’s too little time and space for the reader to orient themselves in the story. Ultimately, this left me feeling confused and a bit frustrated. I think it would have benefited from being a bit longer and also trying to do a little bit less.

I'm so annoyed at this book. I don't know how to feel about it; did I just read something written by someone on drugs or if it was a journey. I guess I shouldn't take it too seriously, after all, as the author says

It doesn’t really matter what I am saying, so long as I have your attention. The truth is I need you to hear me, to see me. For all of this long and winding road you have allowed me to exist. Otherwise, I would have been only potential. Without your gaze, I am nothing.