I went back to bed this morning so I could finish this book, How I Paid for College: A Novel of Sex, Theft, Friendship & Musical Theater by Marc Acito. Some of you dear readers may be familiar with Marc Acito. Apparently he has a syndicated newspaper column and is a frequent common 'tater on NPR, known in some circles as the "gay Dave Barry". I have never read or heard any of his work before. A friend (as in the Facebook variety) set me up on a blind date with this book.What can I say? Read. It. I don't want to say too much about it, but it was, in a word, delicious. With echoes of Red Sky At Morning (the Richard Bradford novel) and and A Prayer For Owen Meany -- two of my favorite coming-of-age novels, I enjoyed every minute of reading this book. It almost made me want to go back and repeat my senior year of high school. (Oh, wait. I didn't have a senior year of high school. I graduated after my junior year with about a million credits in folk dancing augmented by juggling. Life at an alternative high school in the seventies ...)
This kind of book is what summer reading is all about. Ahhhhh. Highly recommended.
