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With her Tic-Tac clouds of disorientation, Samantha is welcomed to the Workshop with a new official title: Bunny. The Line Between Reality and Madness: II

The Lion looks up from his mail. He probably knows that I am not late for anything. That there is no class right now. at I’m running from him like a scared little bitch. What’s the prey of a lion again? i don't know what it says about me that after reading this book, i just really want to be a blonde rich demon girl in a pastel dress eating mini foods...

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Roberts, Joe (18 March 2023). "Bunny: Everything We Know So Far About Bad Robot's Movie Adaptation". Slash Film . Retrieved 5 April 2023. I observe from behind borrowed sunglasses as the women whom I must call my colleagues reunite after a summer spent apart in various trying locales such as remote tropical islands, the south of France, the Hamptons. I watch their fervent little bodies lunge for each other in something like rapture. Nails the color of natural poisons digging into each other’s forearms with the force of what I keep telling myself is feigned, surely feigned, affection. Shiny lips parting to call each other by their communal pet name. Better Living Through Evil: Max helps Samantha speak her mind and live a better life by abandoning the Bunnies. Too bad he is a representation of all of her darkest thoughts bottled up to let out her anger at the world. The weirdest novel you’ll read this year . . . in the best way possible…With hints of Heathers and MeanGirls,I read Bunny inone night and was genuinely bummed when it was over.”—Mehera Bonner, Cosmopolitan

Social acceptance, female friendship, the coming-of-age process . . . it’s all ripe for the discussion here.”— Bustle We were just these innocent girls in the night trying to make something beautiful. We nearly died. We very nearly did, didn't we?" A dark, twisted novel that sharply interrogates women’s relationships to one another and to art, academia, and class—it’s the kind of book that leaves a taste in your mouth, the taste of blood. Who knew that would taste so good?”— Nylon First off, Samantha is unfathomably judgmental to the Bunnies, until she is officially inducted into their ranks. The Bunnies are always cooing and coddling each other, all the while saying nasty and judgmental things sugarcoated as suggestions or whatever. So, you know, there's that. I thought this story was going to be about rising above all that and be a feminist piece but NOPE! You want to know what unravels their little friend group? No! I mean yes, it was mean and twisted and dark and it actually scared the living shit out of me for weeks. But I loved all that. I love how mean and twisted and dark it is.” He beams at me. “Who ever thought going to an aquarium could be so treacherous and horrifying, you know?”The novel's title Bunnies refers to the uncharacteristic autonomous female students in the university. These females call each other "Bunny," meaning they belong to the upper class with endless privileges. Samantha hates and loves the Bunnies in equal measure. Samantha hates the Bunnies because they are selfish and exclusive. On the other hand, Samantha loves the Bunnies because of their individuality and class. When Samantha receives an invitation to attend the Bunnies' party, she finds it irresistible because she has always wanted to be one of them. The other dominant theme in the novel is identity. Samantha's identity slowly changes when she starts transitioning into a Bunny. Disappeared Dad: Samantha hasn’t seen father since she was in high school. Her mother, on the other hand… There are reoccurring mentions of swans throughout the book. One of the earliest ones being when the Bunnies sent her the first Smut Salon invitation folded into an origami swan – this implies that the Bunnies were already aware from the beginning that Ava is a Hybrid. The most obvious mention of Ava being a swan was when Samantha recalls her first meeting with her whilst searching: Dark Messiah: Samantha describes her professor Fosco as this, or a "gynecological witch", due to her appearance and constant sexual and Satanic metaphors which entrance the Bunnies.

False; her anxiety never leaves and now she is faced with humiliation when her bunny doesn’t explode or transform into a Darling with functional genitals. Instead, it hops out of their base and into the outside world. Disappointed, the Bunnies retire and leave the house – only to be surprised by a boy-shaped figure sitting at a bus shelter across the house. Though disheartened by the failure of Samantha, they are enticed by this mystical being and approaches him. A series of short conversations revolving around him seeing a bunny being murdered and how he has to get home arouses the attention of all the Bunnies.Ava looks at me, slipping drunkenly down the pillar. I have said hello to no one. Not the poets who are their own fresh, grunty hell. Not the new incoming fiction writers who are laughing awkwardly by the shrimp tower. Not even Benjamin, the friendly administrator to whom I usually cling at these sorts of functions, helping him dollop quivering o al onto dried bits of toast. Not my Workshop leader from last spring, Fosco, or any other member of the esteemed faculty. And how was your summer, Sarah? And how’s the thesis coming, Sasha? Asked with polite indifference. Getting my name wrong always. it may not have been the book i thought i was going to read, but it was a very pleasant surprise, and even though i am being intentionally vague about where this one’ll take you, i encourage you to find out for yourself, because bonkers is way better than boring. There are those bizarre and experimental books that manage to be entertaining, transgressive, and on occasion even thought-provoking. And then, there are books like Bunny whose weirdness largely rests on overusing the word bunny (which appears approximately 350 times, one time too many). Awad’s genius lies in her ability to take a familiar setup and turn it on its head—and then shake it and throw it off a cliff. That’s how twisted Bunny gets.”— Purewow I was glad for this time alone with no plans, never any plans, it was good for my work, absolutely. I did love the quiet. How there was never anyone here. Except the swan of course. Turning and turning its lonely circles. Or else just drifting there. And then, one morning, one terrible-wonderful morning, there was Ava. Sitting on the bench like she’d always been there. Asking me for a light I didn’t know I had.

Arc Words: Characteristic of Awad’s writing style, there are several words besides the title that are repeated throughout.

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samantha herself is not immune to that stereotypically, overly fussy brand of MFA writing, even though we don’t get to see much of the work she produces for the workshop. however, as the narrator, everything is filtered through her descriptions, and the prose is precise, overly crafted; the reader is bludgeoned with adjectives, with a particular emphasis on smells pinned into place with poetic words, where the bunnies’ outfits are described in every scene, creating a sensory overload that is frequently original and poetic, but is sometimes just… too much. don’t get me wrong, i loved most of the writing, Everytown, America: Warren is an amalgamation of several real-life New England universities, and based on Rhode Island. She has a gloved hand – though not as bad as the other Drafts with fewer functional appendages – which is a sure sign of being a Darling. After finding out about being fooled, the Bunnies take revenge by beheading Ava with an ax, signature style. The Secret History meets Jennifer's Body. Brilliant, sharp, weird... I loved it and I couldn't put it down.' KRISTEN ROUPENIAN But I look at Vignette, at Creepy Doll, at Cupcake, the Duchess. All of them staring at me now with shy smiles.