When Detective Constable Leonard Corell is called to a house in a quiet English suburb he discovers a man lying lifeless on his bed, white froth dried into a dribble of powder at the corner of his
Set in the late 80s, Jed has escaped Chicago and the beginning of the AIDS crisis to return to where he experienced a hedonist paradise during his college days.
“Greenwell writes with a hypnotic flair and intense precision.”
“The author crafts passages of agonizing psychological self-torment with a master's ear for the perfect phrase.”
“The Price of Salt is a moving, beautifully conceived and written book. It is a mesmerizing read.”
Times have changed in the quarter century since Lesléa Newman first published Heather Has Two Mommies. Twenty-five years ago Newman could not find a publisher for the book.
“Author Simsion handles the whole with grace and craftsmanship, so that life-lessons are painlessly absorbed through storytelling rather than preaching.”
“For about the last ten years British writing has been experiencing a remarkable renaissance in literary fiction. Long may this movement flourish.
“This story is as much about history as it is about progressing a just cause.”
“. . . a girl who works hard deserves a break.”
Can a down-on-her-luck queer sista catch a break in ’90s Brooklyn?
“Mr. Halperin’s answer: . . . the lessening of overt discrimination and exclusion has come at a price. Gays have become too like heterosexuals: conventional and boring.”
“. . . undeniably a talented writer, Mr. Sasson’s stories differ wildly in quality from the excellent . . . to the melodramatic . . .”
“Edmund White who wrote The Beautiful Room Is Empty. Edmund White who gave us A Boy’s Own Story as well. It is as if he owes it to us to always excel.
“Greg Herren knows how to tell a crime story without resorting to inane stereotyping. . . .
“Péter Nadás may infuriate readers accustomed to a Tolstoyan resolution of a series of interrelated stories and characters and times and settings.
“Surely in the past three decades we have moved beyond merely the inclusion of Speedos and horny waiters and The Pines in order for something to be considered ‘gay fiction.’ . . .
“. . . curiosity, that powerful driver of discovery, is only as valuable as what it turns up.
“The action, indeed the story, seems like it takes place another world, distancing the reader from the reading experience—the opposite of what you want in a thriller.
“The Mere Future reads like a modernized Candide by Voltaire crossed with Brave New World by Aldous Huxley.
“All through Zippermouth, author Weeks waves her middle finger at literary norms and dares the reader to walk away.”
“My gal done me wrong is a terrific reason for an anthology. Noir, much beloved in both books and movies, is notable for the unsentimental portrayal of violence and sex.
“Homosexuality is an issue that brings out the passion in all concerned. And yet, honest passion is what the novel is lacking.”
Curtis Smith is a wonderful storyteller.