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As someone who has worked in the beauty industry for most of my adult life, I know that there's something soothing about a skincare routine. The familiar order of cleanser, serum, moisturiser and oil can feel less like vanity than a small act of control. The promises printed on the bottles are wonderfully specific: brighter skin, softened lines, renewed firmness, visible transformation. Use this product for long enough and a better version of your face, and perhaps your life,

Early on, I wasn't at all sure that Touch Grass was going to be for me. For a considerable portion of the novel, I struggled to find my way into it. Mary Colussi drops us into a strange near-future world without offering much assistance or explanation.

P.J. Larkin is a writer on the brink of giving up, her manuscript rejected, her patience worn thin. George Dunn is everything she is not: established, successful, suddenly flush with a million-dollar deal for a novel that looks, at least from the outside, uncomfortably familiar. What happens next is impulsive, almost careless—a social media post—and yet it detonates with absolute precision. Careers begin to unravel. Narratives take shape. Sides are chosen long before facts ha