At first, Hysteria feels like another entry in the canon of recent novels about self-destructive, masochistic young women--but soon things start to shift, as our extremely lustful, extremely self-hating heroine meets a man at a bar and... decides he is Sigmund Freud. Which, twist. After that, the novel only gets weirder, and only goes deeper, the centerpiece a half-real, half-fantasy recollection of the narrator's first orgasm, and in the end, the whole thing feels like an R-rated, modern version of Clarice Lispector's insane, intense The Passion According to G. H. If you're into that kind of thing." --Emily Temple, Lit Hub
"Hysteria is unafraid to plumb the complex depths of our most compulsive behavior. Lest you think it's just all pitch-black sexual drama, let me also reassure you that it's very funny -- the bartender with whom the narrator works out some of her issues with is dubbed Freud, and, really, what's funnier than that?" --Kristin Iversen, Refinery29
"Gross's aptitude for shocking yet highly sensory prose propels the reader along the protagonist's bender, all the way to rock bottom. The narrator's perfectly rendered inner monologue, replete with her nuanced urges and obsessions, will make readers wonder if they're getting to know her better than she knows herself, and Gross succeeds in capturing the complexities of sex addiction. It is every bit a page-turner as it is a descent into sexual madness."--Publishers Weekly
"Trippy and hypnotic... a riveting novel that won't you let you look away." --Kirkus Reviews
"A psychological tale that's at turns comedic and painfully raw." --Juliet Helmke, The Observer
"Hysteria -- like Fleabag, like Michaela Coel's I May Destroy You -- is a wild ride. But if the narrator is out of control, not so the author. Gross's debut is confident, sure-handed, fast-paced, entertaining -- and also profound." --Dinah Lenney, Los Angeles Review of Books