Thursday, June 30, 2011
Brooklyn, Burning by Steve Brezenoff
When you're sixteen and no one understands who you are, sometimes the only choice left is to run. If you're lucky, you'll find a place that accepts you, no questions asked. And if you're really lucky, that place has a drum set, a place to practice, and a place to sleep. For Kid, the streets of Greenpoint, Brooklyn, are that place. Over the course of two scorching summers, Kid falls hopelessly in love and then loses nearly everything and everyone worth caring about. But as summer draws to a close, Kid finally finds someone who can last beyond the sunset.
On the Surface: it's about kids who are unsatisfied and (feel) unaccepted; they're lost and maybe confused about who they are and what they want.
Just a smidge Closer: (and you don't really have to look that close with Kid telling the story,) you get one that's just of People; of being found, then lost, then found again.
There's plenty appealing in this:
It's real. With a narrator like Kid, I could feel his anger, sadness... I could feel as he did. He doesn't sugar coat. What he did, where he lived and those he knew all lived not so perfect lives. But at least there were others. What's so great about this was the space for hope, that despite the situation he/they found himself in, there were people willing to helpthere were those who knew him better than those who should have, people like Fish, Konny, Felix, Jonny and Scout.
And his is a lovestory that read real, authentic: unsure at first, developing slowly, with him finally feeling a bit comfortable yet insecure in what they were. This book would have been perfect if not for the hokey badguy. Still...
It's WONDERFUL! It’s rough, it’s sad, but there's hope, there's affection, love and a surprising happy ending too.
*Much thanks, NetGalley!