I need to escape reality
So, I recently learned my Crohn's is in another flare-up. It hasn't spread too far, but I'm still SERIOUSLY bummed. Also, the meds I was just prescribed cost TWO HUNDRED FREAKIN' DOLLARS. I'm going back on my strict diet, although right now I'm still "cheating" with some things that I'm the primary eater of, and I just want to eat it and get it out of the house.
Anyway, I took another reading diversion back into gay fic - contemporary this time - with Shattered Glass by Dani Alexander. I was delighted to discover, at the book's end, that her website has the word "slash" in it. :D As for the book - the two main characters are SERIOUSLY fucked up, although in different ways. One has made detective at a relatively young age, and has FBI aspirations. Oh, and he's supposed to get married in 2 months. Until he suddenly falls for the other guy and realizes he's actually gay. Meanwhile, the other guy used to be a male prostitute as a way of making ends meet, and is "brothers" with two other young men, all of whom actually had mob parents and other hidden secrets. The two men are struggling to deal with their attraction, given that they come from ENTIRELY different lives, and are having major issues understanding each other as people. Given how upset I was about the Crohn's flare-up, I desperately needed to read about someone else's problems, and escape my own. So, yeah, I sometimes wanted to kick both men (but especially the detective, who cannot seem to think of the other man as anything other than a "whore" even though he has not actually turned tricks in recent years), but the story - a cop mystery, essentially - was interesting enough that I stayed up until 1am last night (this morning?) to finish. And, yes, there's a happy ending, although not a sappy one.
On a similar theme - I heard the following song on the Top 40 radio station yesterday, for the first time. I almost drove off the road - it was the first time I'd ever heard a song that so clearly presents the fight for gay rights - in rap, no less. And I don't even like rap. But I immediately loved this song.
I'm seriously having issues with reading this summer. It's all I want to do. I don't want to bake or sew or sleep. (Well, except during the day. THEN I want - need - to sleep.) I just want to escape to a good book. The house is a wreck. I'm barely getting the minimum done. I'm not even online that much. I just want to read. Sigh.
Anyway, I took another reading diversion back into gay fic - contemporary this time - with Shattered Glass by Dani Alexander. I was delighted to discover, at the book's end, that her website has the word "slash" in it. :D As for the book - the two main characters are SERIOUSLY fucked up, although in different ways. One has made detective at a relatively young age, and has FBI aspirations. Oh, and he's supposed to get married in 2 months. Until he suddenly falls for the other guy and realizes he's actually gay. Meanwhile, the other guy used to be a male prostitute as a way of making ends meet, and is "brothers" with two other young men, all of whom actually had mob parents and other hidden secrets. The two men are struggling to deal with their attraction, given that they come from ENTIRELY different lives, and are having major issues understanding each other as people. Given how upset I was about the Crohn's flare-up, I desperately needed to read about someone else's problems, and escape my own. So, yeah, I sometimes wanted to kick both men (but especially the detective, who cannot seem to think of the other man as anything other than a "whore" even though he has not actually turned tricks in recent years), but the story - a cop mystery, essentially - was interesting enough that I stayed up until 1am last night (this morning?) to finish. And, yes, there's a happy ending, although not a sappy one.
On a similar theme - I heard the following song on the Top 40 radio station yesterday, for the first time. I almost drove off the road - it was the first time I'd ever heard a song that so clearly presents the fight for gay rights - in rap, no less. And I don't even like rap. But I immediately loved this song.
Click to viewI'm seriously having issues with reading this summer. It's all I want to do. I don't want to bake or sew or sleep. (Well, except during the day. THEN I want - need - to sleep.) I just want to escape to a good book. The house is a wreck. I'm barely getting the minimum done. I'm not even online that much. I just want to read. Sigh.