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readingpicnic's review against another edition
2.5
I was so intrigued by this, but unfortunately I did not like it as much as Heaven. I think the pacing threw me off and it went back and forth in time in jarring ways. I wasn’t sure what the direction of the story was most of the time and it kind of felt like it ended before it should have. I did still love the author’s word choice and writing itself, and I found myself writing down lots of quotes.
beckhansman's review
adventurous
emotional
hopeful
reflective
medium-paced
3.5
I liked many parts of this! I loved the fragmented nature of the storytelling and how the author was able to connect so many different plots in a very natural way. The short, abrasive, paragraph structure also worked really well; typically I’d be put off by that kind of staccato.
However, the whole thing fell a little flat at the end. Maybe the point of the story is that there is no climax, but that didn’t come across to me. And sometimes we’d go off on tangents that muddied the story more than they added context. The whole thing needed more intentionality, in my opinion.
However, the whole thing fell a little flat at the end. Maybe the point of the story is that there is no climax, but that didn’t come across to me. And sometimes we’d go off on tangents that muddied the story more than they added context. The whole thing needed more intentionality, in my opinion.
lesbianelvira's review
this wasn’t an enjoyable or coherent read, which was so disappointing because the author clearly seems to have a lot of experiences and knowledge to want to share and extrapolate in which to meaning and metaphor. but this was like reading the muddled stream of consciousness from someone who can’t sit still enough to get to their point and narrate a story fully, let alone tell you the point of why they’re telling you it. there were some beautiful lines in it, particularly in the beginning, but this was a whirlwind that just left me feeling bored
reuben___'s review
slow-paced
2.0
Daddy Boy by Emerson Whitney is a work of auto fiction that follows a narrator who is in the process of divorcing their wife who they have had a dominant/submissive relationship with for the last 10 years. To understand themself as a child, an adult, a submissive, and perhaps a dom, Whitney decides to go storm chasing across America with a group of strangers. On this journey Whitney interrogates gender and sexuality, childhood trauma and what it means to age against gender - understanding gender as constructing a frame work for how we should “grow up”.
This is the third time I’ve been drawn in by and subsequently disappointed by the blurb of a Cipher Press book… so shout out to who ever writes the blurbs for Cipher.
Reading this book felt slow and drawling, like I too was stuck on a stuffy minibus going no where with a companion I didn’t enjoy. The writing it’s self was dull, neither moving, nor engrossing, challenging or funny, it was simply flat for me.
I found the over interrogation of bottoming and subbing a bit self indulgent, and annoying because it could have been interesting!! In the words of a review I read on Goodreads “unpacking one’s bottomhood on the page is easy to phone in and hard to do really well. as for me i just don’t care. go get railed its not that deep.“
I also found the storm chasing and the storm metaphors so irritatingly heavy handed regarding trauma and masculinity! Like wow what could this mean 🧐 I spent all of this book waiting for something to happen, not necessarily in the book but with in me, but I just spent it all feeling unmoved and a increasingly frustrated.
I know this book is for someone, but it is not for me. Any way I’m going to go and read something 19th century and horrifically heterosexual now 🫡
This is the third time I’ve been drawn in by and subsequently disappointed by the blurb of a Cipher Press book… so shout out to who ever writes the blurbs for Cipher.
Reading this book felt slow and drawling, like I too was stuck on a stuffy minibus going no where with a companion I didn’t enjoy. The writing it’s self was dull, neither moving, nor engrossing, challenging or funny, it was simply flat for me.
I found the over interrogation of bottoming and subbing a bit self indulgent, and annoying because it could have been interesting!! In the words of a review I read on Goodreads “unpacking one’s bottomhood on the page is easy to phone in and hard to do really well. as for me i just don’t care. go get railed its not that deep.“
I also found the storm chasing and the storm metaphors so irritatingly heavy handed regarding trauma and masculinity! Like wow what could this mean 🧐 I spent all of this book waiting for something to happen, not necessarily in the book but with in me, but I just spent it all feeling unmoved and a increasingly frustrated.
I know this book is for someone, but it is not for me. Any way I’m going to go and read something 19th century and horrifically heterosexual now 🫡
peanutreader's review against another edition
5.0
If you like ‘Feel Good’, ‘In The Dream House’ or ‘Fun Home’, or if you’re a burnt out lit kid who loves queer theory and have a million thoughts in your brain at any given time, or say you just like getting your heart broken over and over, get this book.