
BOOK REVIEW
Comfort Me with Apples
Everything is perfect. Which is usually the first sign that something is very, very wrong.
This was a solid read for me. I enjoyed it, but it pretty much landed exactly where I expected it to.
The whole “too perfect” domestic atmosphere worked really well. Everything feels controlled in a way that’s almost comforting at first, and then just… off. I liked how it slowly builds that uneasiness without ever fully breaking the tone.
There’s a lot going on under the surface with identity, roles, and what’s expected of you, and I appreciated how it trusts the reader to piece things together instead of spelling it out.
At the same time, I think that distance is what kept me from fully connecting to it. I was interested the entire time, but I never felt completely pulled in. It felt more like observing something carefully constructed than actually being inside it.
Overall, I’m glad I read it. It’s unsettling in a very quiet, controlled way, and I can see why it works so well for people. It just stayed right at my expectations instead of going beyond them.