There really ought to be a “stick with it, it gets better” warning sticker on some books: had I followed the one-hundred-minus-my-age rule I would’ve missed out on this gem. The first third was tedious: high-drama young woman with abandonment issues makes poor life choices, chronicles it with snark and sass but ultimately it’s just an uninteresting and sad story.

But my flight was canceled/rebooked. I had many more hours of travel, this was the only physical book I brought with me, and it was a library book with good references. (Plus, Carty-Williams’s writing is addictingly engaging.) I stuck with it and am grateful. Queenie redeems herself with grace: the other two-thirds are sweet, thoughtful, deeply moving—and relevant. Carty-Williams tackles abuse (physical and psychological), trauma, mental health, self-care and -love, and does so with tenderness and humor.