The second story is a 61-page Shame Meteor burning past your face as it flares and shrivels into a fiery rock of acid. You basically play the role of a college woman who falls in love with her best (male) friend. They hook up one night and she gets a blowjob selfie texted to her afterward and … uh, things get awkward. Though not how you’d expect. Nothing is predictable here and yet it feels so hyper realistic. The stories get more outlandish as they go. Scenes begin feeling comic-book stylized. There are people with abs “… as craggy and segmented as a prizewinning pumpkin” and random-app-hookup gay spanking scenes where the main character begins “… monitoring the man’s grunts for feedback, and in his distraction, he swings low and accidentally smites the man’s balls at maximum force, causing him to shout and roll onto the floor into a shrimpy curl.” As then, right when a scene feels like it’s at its wincing, maximum throttle, there is Tulathimutte, on the sidelines, a maniacal grin on his face, turning the screws just a bit tighter. TOO-lah-tim-OO-tee may be the new Tare-AN-teen-OH of high-low art. A wow on ten different levels.
4. Dominic by William Steig (1907-2003). Joanne, the strong-minded children's book librarian at the Lillian H. Smith branch of the Toronto Public Library, was agog when I told her I’d never heard of William Steig (“STY-g”). We had been rapping about picture book authors we loved as she loaded up my arms with books—lots of Paulette Bourgeois, lots of Shirley Hughes—so I guess the fact I hadn’t even heard of the guy who wrote ‘Shrek’, ‘Brave Irene’ (04/23), or ‘Pete’s A Pizza’ (05/23), struck her as curious. Clearly I was pretending to be some kind Periodic Table of Children’s Literature yet knew nothing of Beryllium. She then led me around the corner in E (for Easy Readers) to S (for Steig) where an Aladdin-like cave of riches awaited. I have loved every jewel from the cave so far and many more await. Dominic is a delightful romp. Here are the first 71 words of the book which quickly curtain-lifts to Steig’s unique twang in its full glory:
Dominic was a lively one, always up to something. One day, more restless than usual, he decided there wasn’t enough going on in his own neighborhood to satisfy his need for adventure. He just had to get away.
How owned an assortment of hates which he liked to wear, not for warmth or for shade or to shield him from rain, but for their various effects—rakish, dashing, solemn, or martial.
Dominic’s itchy nomadic pulse leads him to skip town and turn into a wandering flâneur. Adventure! Challenges! Pains! Surprise! Perfect for children of any age—as a read-a-loud or (if your kid is up for learning new words like “rakish”) a read-a-lone. If you’ve never heard of Steig, I recommend starting with ‘Pete’s A Pizza’ which is a 30-second read (watch it on YT here!) and then that’ll warm you up for picture books like ‘Brave Irene’ (04/23) and then meatier chapter books like this 146-page gem.
5. Atmosphere by Taylor Jenkins Reid (b.1983). And now it is time for this month’s Leslie’s Pick, a book personally chosen and reviewed by my beautiful wife. For a full list of Leslie’s picks click here and if you’d prefer listening to her (as I do) check out our interviews with Brené Brown, Kristen Neff, or The Holderness Family. Over to you, Les: “I know I’m not the only one who got swept away and binge watched the epic love story Heated Rivalry. I knew what I was getting into after hearing the teachers at my school squeal ‘I’m going to the cottage!!’ and gush over how much they loved it! AND I was pleasantly surprised by how incredibly beautiful the last episode was. If you’d held back watching it for whatever reason, I highly recommend at least the final episode, especially for all parents, educators, and practitioners who work with youth. I have been inspired to speak openly to my children and students about how sad it is that the world, in hockey or otherwise, communicates to young people that they need to hide a part of who they are if they do not fit clearly into the heteronormative box (or any other box for that matter). And that parents, even without intending to, make their children feel that they have expectations of who they want them to be, think they are, or expect them to become. There is so much work to do as a society to support each individual to feel safe, supported, and comfortable to be JUST who they know they are. When I picked up ‘Atmosphere’, simply subtitled “a love story”, I naively and admittedly heteronormatively assumed, (especially after having LOVED the many heterosexual relationships explored in ‘The Seven Husbands of Evelyn Hugo’ (08/23) by the same author) that it was a love story between Joan, the female protagonist, and a male character. I was then delightfully surprised that I was able to reflect on my bias and assumptions when it turned out to be a love story between Joan and Vanessa, a fellow female astronaut. Not dissimilar to young boys playing hockey, Joan and Vanessa, as female astronauts in the 1980s, also felt as though they had to hide who they were. My sons are beginning to tire of me telling them how incredibly wrong it is that young gay male (or non-binary, non-white, transgendered, two spirited, bisexual or otherwise) hockey players feel as though they have to hide parts of themselves just as it is wrong that female astronauts (or lawyers, doctors, CEOs, or otherwise) have to hide that they are pregnant! Or maybe, thanks to shows and books like these, we’re starting to replace subtle judgments with open-minded conversations, allowing young people to share all aspects of their identities with the world! Getting off my soapbox: I highly recommend this book for its beautiful reflections on science and faith, the power of love, how we don’t get to choose our family (it chooses us), along with the immaculate, astonishing, risky, courageous thing of bravely leaving our planet to explore space!!”
6. Tales Of A Fourth Grade Nothing by Judy Blume (b.1938). I got an email from Judy Blume’s assistant saying she had to cancel. We had set up an interview weeks before and I was in Miami waiting for a puddle-hopper plane to fly me to Key West where Judy owns and operates her wonderful Books&Books bookstore (an offshoot of Mitchell Kaplan’s wonderful Florida indie bookstore chain.) I had just given a speech for Volvo and was in a suit and my plan was to change into shorts and a T-shirt on the plane. But the interview! Cancelled? Ack! What should I do? What could I do? Beg? Yes. In fact that’s what I did. I begged. And Judy’s assistant said okay, freaky anxious podcaster, get on the damn plane. So I got on the plane. Then hailed a cab. And met dear Judy, 82 years young at that time, and had a delightful chat.