Today we have a guest review provided by Renae Kaye, author of Loving Jay and The Blinding Light.
Thanks to fate and his own lack of good sense, eighteen-year-old Danny Shay is headed into what looks to be the worst summer of his life. It starts with a minor meltdown at work that leaves Danny under house arrest with a cast on one leg and an ankle monitor on the other, courtesy of the San Diego Police Department. On top of that, he’s battling a chronic case of virginity, with no relief in sight.
Oh, and there’s one more little glitch. A serial killer is stalking the city, murdering young men. And when strange sounds are heard in the house behind Danny’s, the neighborhood kids think they’ve found the killer. But not until Danny learns he’s next on the madman’s list do things really begin to get desperate.
Damn! And Danny had plans to come out this summer—maybe even get laid! He doesn’t have time for ankle monitors and serial killers!
Then ginger-haired Luke Jamison moves in next door. Not only does Luke solve a few of Danny’s more urgent problems, he also manages to create a couple more that Danny never saw coming. Gee. If he can survive it, this summer might not be so bad after all.
So what did I think?
John Inman certainly knows how to entertain an audience. I enjoyed reading this book immensely, despite the fact that throughout the whole last third of the book I was shaking my head in incredulity.
In this book you meet Danny, who is 18 and thinks like an 18-year-old (ie with his penis). He has moved away from his mother and step-father’s rural farm and in with his father. He has two goals – to tell his father he’s gay, and to lose his virginity.
Unfortunately a display of temper has given him a broken ankle and a tracking device, courtesy of the San Diego Police Department. He’s now under house arrest, while his father has to travel for work. Then Luke moves in next door. It turns out that the guys have a lot in common – as in they are both 18, both wanting to experiment and both think largely with their penis.
Then you chuck in a couple of neurotic animals (it wouldn’t be John Inman without a couple of crazy animals to cause havoc) and a serial killer.
The serial killer bit was a little hard to believe, but for the sake of reading a fictional novel, I suspended my disbelief and finished off the book. I have to admit that Danny and Luke’s reaction to finding dismembered body parts, burglars and entering a serial killer’s house, makes me want to drop another star off, but I won’t. I will happily wrap myself in my bubble and try to remember that these boys are 18 – impetuous and yes, they think with their penises. And penises don’t have brains.
I bought this book looking for a giggle, and that’s what I got. Mission accomplished. If we can believe there is a land called Narnia on the other side of the wardrobe, I can believe that sixteen cops would answer simple house-arrest trespass call.
Don’t look for award winning plot-lines, just read for enjoyment – and since there are two 18-year-olds thinking with their penises, there is plenty of sex. 4 stars!
About the Guest Reviewer
To find out more about Renae Kaye and her books, visit her website.
Renae’s newest story, will be in the Anthology A Taste of Honey, available from Dreamspinner Press and released on 18th August.
About the Author
To find out more about John Inman and his books, visit his website.