Yellowface is an unhinged attack on the publishing industry—and honestly, I was here for every second of it.
We follow June Hayward, who steals her deceased friend’s manuscript and publishes it as her own. What unfolds is a story about racism, plagiarism, social media chaos and deeply complicated female friendships.
I have to admit: I hated the main character just as much as I loved her. June does some undeniably terrible things, but somehow, I still understood where she was coming from—lonely, desperate, aching for recognition. R.F. Kuang managed to keep her just relatable enough that I couldn’t stop reading. It genuinely felt like I was reading the diary of a delusional sociopath (in the best way possible).
The plot kept me on my toes the whole time and it made the book hard to put down. The only downside for me was the ending—it felt a bit underwhelming compared to the rest of the book. I was kinda hoping for something bigger or more dramatic.
Still, I had a great time with this book and would definitely recommend it!
