Debt is a bleak and funny novel. [The voice] is frantic, hilarious, disgusted, and weirdly exact. Parrish writes corporate language as if it were a parasitic fungus growing over the soul, turning ordinary grief into defined terms and moral collapse into cleanly formatted clauses. The satire is brutal, but the romance underneath it is not fake.
Literary Titan
Debt succeeds in delivering a thought-provoking meditation on modern pressures—financial, societal, and internal. It taps into a very real anxiety about the cost of “success” and the quiet ways people justify their choices when faced with overwhelming expectations. Ultimately, Debt is less about the specifics of what [the characters] do and more about why—and that question, uncomfortable as it is, feels both timely and worth considering.
Independent Book Review