Another gothic atmospheric novel about a mentally ill woman from a long line of mentally ill women ... and that's fine with me, because I loved this book. There was a lot going on here, between the multiple unreliable narrators (including the house!), POV changes, mental illness, race relations, supernatural elements; but the author told this story beautifully. Each narrator has his or her or its own voice - some are more appealing than others, but they all have a part of the story to tell. This book was visceral - the characters are searching for what they need to fulfill their hunger - but unfortunately, most hunger for things that provide no nourishment, literally and otherwise. 
 The writing itself was haunting - I felt like I was dreaming as I read. Some of the book doesn't necessarily "make sense", but that's often the case with dreams! There was no neat ending - or maybe there was? It depends on how much you believe the narration, I suppose. Usually an ambiguous ending turns me off, but in this case, I can't imagine it ending any other way.