I remember when I had to ask what that meant, because I was a word that I hadn’t come across before. But now that I know, I can think of no other word to describe this book. It is so sweet that even the memory of it makes my teeth ache.
And yet, despite myself, I really, really enjoyed it. Weird! Scott and Derek have just left High School; they are moving onto College (University for us, I guess) and looking forward not only to living together, but coming out together in an environment very much like the one they have left behind. Unfortunately Derek’s ideas of how soon he wants this to happen move far quicker than Scott’s, who is more than happy to remain quiet about their relationship for the time being.
Now any good story comes from conflict, but I sometimes felt that even though the pages should have been steaming with rage, disappointment and resentment, it just wasn’t there. These boys were so understanding of each other’s needs that it almost became boring. That is of course, until external forces came into play. I don’t want to give to much away, but it wasn’t until the middle of this novel that it actually starting to pick up some grit and some real passion.
Still I very much enjoyed reading the book; Starr has a way with words that makes my mind swing from a bunch of lads gathered around a pool table ogling dirty pictures to a bunch of girls telling each other how pretty their hair is. The difference is quite startling and though it jars at times, the central theme to the story rolls along unscathed and ending is suitably satisfying.
There was one punch, however, that I really feel should have been thrown by one chap in particular. I’m somewhat disappointed that didn’t happen, but from the rest of the tale I can kinda see why.
If you have a bit of a sweet tooth and don’t mind slogging through the length (in excess of 100k words I believe) then give this book a go.