Harrow the Ninth, Tamsyn Muir
I am coming to the realization that reading once through this series sequentially does not constitute having "read" it.
It's like. Each word is vast. It is meticulous although it is channelling some gigantic superhuman force that clearly thwarts meticulosity. And its narrative is clearly pushing towards some monumental revelation.
But it resists being read cover-to-cover; I believe it must be un-covered. Ie., there is too much to remember to understand what has happened by the time it's over. I read it on Kindle, but I am mulling paper copies so I can navigate quicker.
In short, I'm very glad to have found these books, but having finished I'm not sure if I have actually read them.