I am about to start a book with a really stupid cover and stupider title. But it's gotten good reviews. Interestingly, it's written by someone who works in publishing who seems to have said, "Fuck this, I can write a good book." The question is if the book is actually good, or does she just have all the levers of promotion at her fingertips.



On a seemingly ordinary Saturday in a California suburb, Julia and her family awake to discover, along with the rest of the world, that the rotation of the earth has suddenly begun to slow. The days and nights grow longer and longer, gravity is affected, the environment is thrown into disarray. Yet as she struggles to navigate an ever-shifting landscape, Julia is also coping with the normal disasters of everyday life—the fissures in her parents’ marriage, the loss of old friends, the hopeful anguish of first love, the bizarre behavior of her grandfather who, convinced of a government conspiracy, spends his days obsessively cataloging his possessions. As Julia adjusts to the new normal, the slowing inexorably continues.