-Review by Mr Austro-Hungarian
Note from Kazza K: - Please note that this book is in the M/M or adult category of books with its publisher. NOT YA. The reviewer of this book is in his late teens and felt that this book belonged in the late YA or New Adult category and would suit readers from 16 years on, depending on the reader. This is based on his opinion as a reader who also happens to be a young gay male.
This story takes us on the path of an eighteen-year-old
Chris who, in the midst of getting ready for his senior year prom, decides this
day is to be the day he purges his stories in an almost cathartic fashion, so he
sets out to record the precious memories he had of a summer romance that
changed his life – with a man named Josh, who was an intern for a law firm
Chris was volunteering at.
This was all done through the use of a hand-held recorder he received for
Christmas. In fact, this recorded version of these events is where the story
lies, along with intermittent appearances from all the people that he holds
dear in the present – his family and best friend. Together, Chris makes his
prom experience one that is not merely just a step into adulthood.
But whilst this short story has the sweetest of intentions, and I truly tried
to like the story (as I am a sucker for cathartic spilling) this story also had
some of my pet peeves. In fact, it had two:
1. The Sex Scene:
In this story lay a
sex scene, and one that did not fade off-page and did explain the basic ins and
outs of oral sex. I definitely applaud the author for this. However, there were
some problems I had with the sex scene with regards to how it was handled. For example:
“I
had to fight not to look at Josh, even as curiosity threatened to get the best
of me. Something told me that as soon as I saw him, as soon as I saw his hand
around my Jimmy, I’d put a stop to all of it despite wanting it more than I’d
ever wanted anything else in my life.”
Jimmy. Jimmy. JIMMY?!
…I felt this totally undermined the sex scene. I could almost understand if:
A) This was a blatant attempt to make this slightly younger. (Again, this has
as its own problems; if it was for a slightly younger audience, there would be
a ringing cry for the explicitness and depth of the scene.)
B) The main protagonist was an ego-centric plebeian that had a talent for
giving himself a big-enough head to force America into giving his penis its own
zip code. (Which, he wasn’t. Even though I did not like the character, he
wasn’t ego-centric.)
C) His penis could talk, eat, breathe and was lucid enough to be able to
distinguish the English alphabet. (To be fair, I have seen enough of them
around my area.)
Well, I know C is definitely out of the question, and I really do not feel it
is B. So, is it A? I thought about this for a while, because the author does
use this consistently. However, a few lines later:
“Oh
my God, my completely erect penis was in this dude’s mouth!”
So…no, it cannot be A. The answer clearly does not lie in any of the
aforementioned hypotheses. Then why is this language being used to describe the
main character’s genitalia? I have absolutely no idea. If someone had ever
referred to their penis as “Jimmy”, I would probably ask how they felt about
having a man named James trapped in their penis and walk away. I am being
serious – it is not cool in a serious story, and definitely not something that
should ever be mentioned when in a sex scene.
I also had a problem with some of the word choices when this sex scene
unfolded. For example:
“He
went down on me again, gripped my sac in his hand, gave a gentle squeeze, and I
was done for. I felt the pressure in my chest, felt my body tense as the most
incredible pain filled every inch of my being…”
Pain? I don’t know where the pain is coming from, particularly because the
“pressure” associated with coming towards climax has already been described.
Unless I am missing out on some sort of crucial physiological sign of
pre-orgasm (I use the term “missing out” loosely) I am at a loss as to why the
author describes Chris going through pain.
(This should be where I put in a warning – if you experience pain similar to
this, you may need to see your doctor.)
2. Realism of the People (And Everything
Associated):
This story had my absolute pet peeve – people that embody
the archetype, as mother dearest calls it: Blonde hair. Blonde teeth. Blonde life.
The people of Dear Diary are the absolute epitome of this lifestyle. We have:
Chris: A boy who has stellar grades destined for an Ivy League college.
Athletic body. Popular. Is good looking. Has a female best friend who is also
stunning. They once went out, split, and are still best friends. Has the most
understanding and Brady-esque parents in the world. Need I say more?
Josh: Admittedly, the most fleshed out character (which is not saying much). But
he is still incredibly attractive. (Blonde hair and green eyes – that, speaking
as a science major who has studied phenotypes and genetics, is pretty bloody
rare. Be thankful, Josh!) It is also alluded to that he is intelligent. (Although
my brain, for some reason, concluded that he wasn’t. I may have been reading
too many nerd-meets-jock stories…again.) He also has a cool, almost
“zomg-he-is-in-college!” thing going on…
…oh, and his EYES CAN SHOOT MALACHITE-GREEN
LASERS THAT CAN HEAL SICK CHILDREN! (Not really, I just got bored and
started imagining him shooting lasers from his eyes.)
Parents: They are too nice. Just…too nice. I said that they were Brady-esque,
and they are.
Exhibit A: They have to ground Chris for "a few weeks" for
sneaking out. That’s great and all, but I have two problems with this:
1. HE’S FREAKING 18! He, as an adult, does not “sneak out”; he “goes out”.
Because…you know…he’s an adult? Did we forget our brains at the door, parental
units? And then, to make matters worse;
2. After the stupid judgement, they declare, along the lines of: 'You broke our rules, but we do basically understand
why you did it.' Wait…WHAT?! If you bloody well understand why he did it, then
why are you grounding him? It’s like they are saying: “We understand that you
absolutely had to immobilise the man that was about to stab you in the face.
But, because that is against federal law, you get 5 years grounding.”
Other Things that Infuriated Mr. Austro-Hungarian:
The world was two-dimensional. Do I understand that
the plot was, for the most part, driven by a young man who is sitting in his
room and talking to a recorder whilst getting ready for prom? Yes.
(N.B: Not to mention that, in amongst the monologues, it apparently takes Chris
an hour to spike his hair. Really? It took me less than that to shower and
straighten my hair that was thicker than the Amazon…and that is saying
something. Get some gel that actually holds your hair, Chris – maybe then it
will seep into your brain and cause you to call your penis by an anatomically
correct name. It’s a noble thought.)
But I digress. I do understand that a short story is not generally going to be
fleshed out to the same degree as a novella/novel. I also understand that there
is slightly less room to build the three dimensions a story needs, although
it’s very much possible. But this story severely lacked the world I so
desperately needed.
This also became evident when I realised there would be no conflict in this
story; this made the book quite disappointing, in the sense that it almost made
the world more unrealistic. Every potential moment where there could have
been tension or conflict, it was shut down by the characters basically saying
this:
“I should be angry with you. Or upset, or livid, or just plain bitchy…but
instead, HAVE A PIECE OF CAKE!”
However, the biggest problem I had with the story was that I did not see a
point, in the sense that the storyline can be basically pinned down to a love
story that occurred because Chris found out he liked men…and in a big way. He
was going out with his female (now) best friend, was popular, but there was ‘something
missing’. And he found it, in Josh.
Now, where this plot fell short was that there was absolutely no reason Chris
should have repressed his sexual identity until that point. I know, I know – it
can happen. But there is usually a reason. “My family are devout -insert
religious denomination here- and I am scared of coming out/it is wrong” “I have
a homophobic upbringing” etc, etc.
Yes, it was touched on that Chris may have homophobic
friends, and I have no doubt that the popular gang he was with would have their
fair share of jocks that love to spew vitriol at men who are homosexual…if this
“touched on” component of the story hadn’t consisted of roughly one/two lines.
Chris also seems to be scared about how his parents may
react to his sexuality. But this baffles me, because, again, let me re-acquaint
you with Chris’ parents:
“I should be angry with you, or upset, or livid, or just plain bitchy…but
instead, HAVE A PIECE OF CAKE!”
There was absolutely no indication that his parents would have reacted in any
way but unequivocal support for Chris. They supported everything he did, and
were nice about everything they could be. (Heck, grounding was a nice
experience!) I think they weren’t the type to absolutely commit a 180 and
create WWIII about sexual identity.
And this is also why I am utterly confused by Chris’ denial-to-the-point-of-not-even-thinking-about-men
point of view at the beginning. Then he seems to have discovered his urges for
men when he meets the man of his dreams, and this confuses me even more. Wouldn’t
this event have sparked an even bigger denial response within Chris, if the
denial was so pertinent to him? I guess the conclusion to this question is that
Josh was simply the catalyst that sparked Chris’ interest in men, but I find
this too odd and incongruous to the, albeit limited, backstory.
I've noticed that other people have enjoyed Dear Diary. Be sure to have a look at all reviews as we all see things differently. For me, personally, I found a number of problems that stopped me from enjoying it. I suppose the story wasn’t badly written. But I found the
combination of poor word choices, two dimensional people and
world, and inconsistent psychology with regards to the major plot led me to
give this short story two stars.