You can't beat a book where the author has wished you Happy Birthday on the first page.
Demo is a gorgeously nostalgic ride back through your late teens through the eyes of Clare, a determined, lost and searching girl from Glasgow, and another female character who becomes intwined in Clare's life.
First, through a clear and touching Scots narrative, we experience the anti-capitalist demo in Florence in 2002 with Clare, her brother and two English friends. Between coffee, culture and demos, Clare's identity is tested and forged as she falls for the eloquent yet wankerish Julian (didn't we all, at 17 though?) and she discovers both fantastic sex and the crushing insensitivity and silence of someone who was never going to be yours: "It's funny how you can be dead close to somebody, then it's like you don't even know them."
Alison Miller's dialogue between the sexes is a wonder and could have been lifted from diaries of girls across the western world. I have never read anything that so accurately captures the light years of misunderstanding around sex in your teens and that heavy, desperate, sinking feeling when you realise everything is completely wrong.
Despite his chronic lack of compassion (or human emotion), Miller manages to create sympathy for Julian, whose social manipulation is sometimes off the mark, and he becomes trapped in a narrow life he probably doesn't want.
Julian goes back to his southern girlfriend, Laetitia, via a clumsy reallocation of hotel rooms during the demo and their brief split has emotional consequences for both Clare and her brother Danny. In a revealing narrative switch, the reader relives this agonising scene through first Clare's and then Laetitia's eyes, before Laetitia carries on the narrative. She gives us an insight into her far from perfect home life and despite her treatment of Clare, allows the reader to feel a flash of sympathy for her too. "I am a truly horrible person, she thought. This is a sixteen year old."
In amongst the intense emotional journey of your late teens, where you spend a lot of time gazing at things and trying to work out if you actually like anyone you've shagged or if you were just momentarily bowled over by awe, admiration or plain hero-worship (or in this case, dreadlock envy and wine), sorry, Clare's emotional journey, Miller weaves a contemporary and vivid plot around racism, social politics and the class system in the UK.
Achingly adept and beautiful, Miller's prose is full of the realities of life; cold sores, shitty flats, unexpected blood, literary references, people who don't love you, families who do, good coffee, squashed cake and cheap wine. With so much social commentary, Miller leaves threads for the reader to examine at will and find a meaning that speaks to them.
As Julian and Laetitia become more permanent fixtures in Clare's family, she slowly untangles who she is, what she stands for, and what she wants. The way the rest of us do it; by fucking up and working out what she doesn't want, first.
Despite this, Demo radiates a warming love and positivity for a better future, both on a personal and global scale.
Best enjoyed when: searching for direction and hope
With: a cold beer
*all quotes from 'Demo', by Alison Miller