Wow. I don’t even know where to begin with this one. I bought this immediately after finishing A Little Life because I felt compelled to read more Hanya Yanagihara as soon as possible. The People in the Trees is not the masterpiece that A Little Life is, but nevertheless it’s a triumphant debut novel from an incredible writer who has quickly become one of my favorite living novelists. I wish I had more to say about the book itself, but I think I’m going to have to sit with this one for a while. There’s nothing else I can really say about it at the moment that you can’t get from reading the back of the book, aside from my adding that this is a seriously disquieting, brilliantly paced exercise in moral relativism that tackles a number of heavy topics. Ultimately it ends up feeling like a mashup of Lolita, a National Geographic story, and Heart of Darkness.