I bawled my fool head off the first time I read Charlotte’s Web. And the second, and the …
I haven’t changed. I’m a sentimental old sap.
I have an excellent recommendation for anyone who wants a great read and one or two good cries.
At Swim Two Boys is much more than just a ground-breaking gay love story, eh Fred Shirley?
It’s a wonderful, wrenching gay love story, but it’s much more than that.
It’s also an exploration of intersection of the constructs of nationalism and sexual orientation, an excellent ground-level view of the Easter Rising and Bloody Sunday, and a look into both the depths of human darkness and the power of redemption.
It’s a ripping, rollicking good read all along, not a characteristic shared by all great novels.
And this is a great novel, destined to be read for generations.
Oh, and Fred’s mum vouches for it too. Fred got her a copy and she finished it recently.
Loved it, eh Fred?
Just make sure you have some tissues handy if you decide to tackle it.