Bunny by Mona Awad

First published, 2019

⭐ ⭐ ⭐

Three and a half stars, really.

Samantha is a postgrad student at a prestigious college. Her dream, as well as that of the four other women in her class, is to become an author. But Samantha is blocked, isolated. The other women, whom she has nicknamed in her head as Cupcake, Creepy Doll, Vignette and the Duchess, are frighteningly cute, cliquey, and call each other Bunny all the time. They find Samantha’s writing edgy, dark, and defensive, and have little other reason to speak to her until one night when they inexplicably invite her to a reading.

But can anything so cute be entirely wholesome? And is the darkness of the clique’s activities more dangerous than even Sam can imagine? And who, among the memorable cast of characters, is actually human? 

“We call them Bunnies because that is what they call each other. Seriously. Bunny.


Hi, Bunny!

Hi, Bunny!

What did you do last night, Bunny?

I hung out with you, Bunny. Remember, Bunny?

That’s right, Bunny, you hung out with me and it was the best time I ever had.

Bunny, I love you.

I love you, Bunny.

And then they hug each other so hard I think their chests are going to implode. I would even secretly hope for it from where I sat, stood, leaned, in the opposite corner of the lecture hall, department lounge, auditorium, bearing witness to four grown women—my academic peers—cooingly strangle each other hello. Or good-bye. Or just because you’re so amazing, Bunny. How fiercely they gripped each other’s pink-and-white bodies, forming a hot little circle of such rib-crushing love and understanding it took my breath away.”

1-2% in, Chapter One, Bunny by Mona Awad

Best example of the unreliable narrator that I’ve ever read. A lot of the writing is  utterly beautiful, stunning turns of phrase, addictive prose, but in all honesty, I don’t think I’ve ever been so confused in my life. What did I just read?