This books is like reading a literary fever dream. It's somehow both elaborate and complicated, yet easily understood and, dare I say...cozy, in a way? Nothing is handed to the audience and no answers are clear cut. This is a book that trusts its readers and that seems to be a rare find these days. This is one of those books that stick with you, yet you easily forget, so the re-readability is incredibly high because you remember how you felt and you remember certain pieces of text, but you don't remember it as a whole so you find new things to latch onto each time you read and that emotional connection just gets stronger and stronger.

Truly a beautiful piece of literature.

This is an extremely imaginative novel. I love this author! Same Bed Different Dreams began as a funny novel and gradually pushed me into another dimension, a dimension in which paradise is a possibility. I absolutely loved how everything came together in the end and the ending was Perfect. I would like to thank Netgalley, the publisher and the author for providing me with an advance reader copy in exchange for my honest and unbiased opinion of this book.

I’ll admit that I loved the cover of this book so much that I went into it blind and I’m so glad I did. Not knowing anything prior to reading kept me engaged and immersed the entire time. I really loved this book and was entranced by the vivid imagery and heartfelt characters. 10/10 recommend!

This book reads like a vivid fever dream, almost similar to Bae Suah’s Untold Night and Day. And I LOVED Untold Night and Day so you know I loved this book. There were many moments of confusion but the confusion made sense in its own way. This book isn’t meant to give you all the answers, and I think it’s because the Korean War isn’t technically over. Of course there are no cut-and-dry answers when this conflict hasn’t even concluded yet.

I really, really liked how everything connected in the end and while I’m not usually a fan of open-ended endings, this one was PERFECT. But I’ll admit, when I finished this book I ended up staring at the wall because I felt so empty inside.