My coworker, after a conversation about scifi, gave me this book and I honestly would not call it scifi. The world building of the portions in the future felt pretty pointless (all just to propose that we could have made a Time Machine with future technology? And that wasn’t even fleshed out so the time travel just felt like a fact I was accepting) and also boring. The outer colonies and the domes felt too stereotypical as portrayals of future world development idk I was so uninterested by the places of this story. The people that were flashed back to felt random except the author who wrote a book about the pandemic right before a pandemic hit, and that character just felt like a self insert. Which would have been fine if it had been more about her? The cultural touchstones all felt too close to home, which is probably why I like older stuff. There’s a weird short chapter which is an interview with Zoey where she talks about her next book, I wish this book was that one. That the time travel isn’t rationalized by a random theory that everything is a simulation, but instead it’s by the unexplainable moments of reality which stretch across time through physical place, OR that it is the book as a rationalization of a crazy experience or the enactment of an anomaly in time. I do think a self insert character is maybe the most interesting in a book about time travel, the act of writing becomes a practice of time travel (more literally than it is at any time) and the whole story feels reasonably like an extension of that insertion. Overall, not for me.