This review does not do Laurie Halse Anderson's novel any justice.
I loved getting to know the poetic side of Margaret Atwood, my OG in the world of feminist literature.
It's just a story focused on faith and foolishness-- and maybe about how they can often be one in the same.
This novel is pretty much a bougie 1930's version of a bitter guy trying to prove his ex is crazy after they have a nasty break up.
Save Me the Waltz reads more like a poetic retelling of Zelda's life than a standard novel.