The Drowning Girl by Caitlín R. Kiernan ★★★★☆

“We weave necessary fictions, and sometimes they save us. Our minds, our bodies.” 

- Imp

“You know now that you’ll never be sure what happened?” 
- Dr. Ogilvy 

Wow. So there are unreliable narrators and then there are schizophrenics. Had I never read PKD I would have been unprepared.

There are chapters where it is a Tai Chi flow of pure crazy; tangent overlapping tangent. I had never really understood the phrase ‘Keep it together.’ 

Kiernan cleverly draws you into the character’s predicament by overlapping real works of art, fiction, and history with imagined ones: she leaves you uncertain. 

I spent two hours desperately googling a sculpture that does not exist.

Or does it? 
I want to see it.
I need to see it.
I saw it (in my mind.)
It is the truth that I saw it.
It is a fact that it does not exist.
I’m not lying.
I lied.