Suanne Laqueur
Autore di An Exaltation of Larks
Opere di Suanne Laqueur
A Plump of Woodcocks (Venery) 3 copie
All In (Full Tilt, #2) 1 copia
Final: Erik et Daisy, T3 1 copia
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- Opere
- 16
- Utenti
- 177
- Popolarità
- #121,427
- Voto
- 4.5
- Recensioni
- 18
- ISBN
- 31
I finally put on my big girl pants, though, and decided to start 2022 with a bang. I was ready for those feels.
Then Geno came along… And his story just about broke me. It’s like I’ve been preparing myself for a gut punch, and got kicked in the balls instead.
⚠️ some personal shit ahead ⚠️
My friend and I got roofied in 2017, when we were studying abroad. I don’t like talking about it, but it happened, so. Long story short, I went out clubbing with my girlfriends, and admittedly didn’t pay much mind to my drinks. I had just a couple, so what happened later felt extremely bizarre, because I can hold my drink with the best of them. It’s all disjointed bits and pieces now, but at some point, I remember seeing and hearing things, but being unable to move. Like a fucked-up out of body experience. This sort of artificial calm coming over me, then blacking out. And waking up later with no recollection of how I got back to my dorm, with bruises under my arms where someone grabbed my deadweight body and hauled me upstairs. Luckily, we hadn’t been raped, because we’d been in a bigger group of friends, and one of them noticed that something was wrong and got us out. Still, it’s one of my worst memories. Bodily integrity, and all that.
⚠️ end of personal shit ⚠️
So, reading Geno’s POV felt visceral on many levels. I had to put the book down several times. (And when I sighed or sniffled randomly, or stared off into space frowningly — and it was often — you bet I was thinking about it real hard.) Add to that the issue of the invisibility of male rape victims that Suanne raised here in her sensitive, but ‘no-bullshit’ way, and it made for some emotional reading. I was tearing up and cursing aloud. Probably made some weird faces, too. It was exhausting, but somehow empowering at the same time.
There’s just something so beautiful and authentic about Suanne’s writing, like oh my god how does she even do that?? It’s like she knows some secret language, and talks directly to your soul? Such a powerful feeling… Ah, this book made me an emotional wreck.
Just like Suanne’s other work, this book was wonderfully quotable and I wanted to highlight like 80% of it. Not only gems such as these:
but also the silly, heartwarming bits:
I. ATE. IT. UP. Every word.
In other news, Jav and Stef were absolute perfection. I want a love like theirs, sometime, maybe.
I’ll probably take a couple months’ break before continuing this series, but I will come back to it. And then I’ll tackle Suanne’s other work. Later. Right now all I want to do is cuddle with my cat, and maybe do some light reading until the book hangover passes.… (altro)