![]() Juliet takes charge and launches herself into the gayest place she can think of (Portland, which must thrill for the free publicity!) to explore herself, learn about new ideas, and see if there’s something more to this being gay thing that she isn’t getting at home in the Bronx. It’s a semi-autobiographical bildungsroman in that lazy hazy period of not-quite-formed-adulthood but not-quite-childhood either. The author’s note at the end here was super illuminating, I think. I ended up liking this but I not loving it! I think part of that could have been alleviated by my figuring out a bit sooner that this book was taking place much earlier than I thought it did–perhaps the lack of cell phones should have done it, but I spent a good portion thinking that Juliet was in the 2020s or maybe the 2010s, which gives a very different veneer to many of the ideas that she’s encountering. ![]()
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