I got to flash the title The Sex Club and the arresting cover all over the subway, which I think only added to my indefinable air of sheer class. So already, the book was one up with me!
Ok, ok, you want to hear about the text.
The Sex Club is a solid, well-paced mystery that combines whodunnit, thriller, and procedural elements to good effect. I was initially attracted by the plot, which pits a Planned Parenthood nurse and a sympathetic single-father detective against a clinic bomber who may or may not have also murdered a 13-year-old PP client. It's a solidly pro-choice book but it never lapses into preachiness - with the disclaimer that I, like everyone else in the world no matter how they protest, have a slightly higher tolerance for preachiness with which I agree. There's a little light romance, but never excessive or cloying.
Sellers is by no means a writer's writer, and she has the occasional As-you-know-Bob moment, but the book doesn't contain painful sentence-level clunkers. Her style seems heavily influenced by her journalism background, and those who find wordplay and complex sentences to be distractions will probably see it as a plus. To me, it was lacking at times, especially in places where emotionally-charged events seemed glossed over by straightforward narration. This became more noticeable in the wrap-up, where a scene with the detectives chatting over lunch was used to resolve a number of subplots a bit too quickly.
While I'm normally not a person to be impressed by characterization, Sellers does acquit herself very well on that score. The main characters are attractively practical, sincere, and well-meaning, even when they're wrong. They're not happy about discovering that 13-year-olds are having orgies, but they deal with the facts on the ground. (The book has attracted some predictable whining about the fundamentalist Christian characters, because that portion of the cast lacks the obligatory "but they're not all bad!" sincere, lovable plaster saint. Guess who I don't miss?)
BEYOND THIS POINT THAR BE SPOILERS!
Precisely because the characterization was so good, it irked me when a well-trained PP nurse seemed more shocked by (relatively safe) girl-on-girl sex than by (highly risky) unprotected anal. And I doubt that any otherwise reasonable police detective, especially one with a teen daughter of his own, would pity a statutory rapist who suicides when accused of abusing the murdered girl because it turns out he was abusing, not her, but a completely different child.
Deeper, though, were my concerns on the thematic level. It's peculiar to note that the book, while explicit about how much the traditional narrative gets wrong about which young women have sex and why, does reproduce one of the most ingrained conservative teen-sex narratives of all: All the teenage girls who have sex and enjoy it end up dead or in jail. All the boys, and the one girl who repents, are spared.
On the whole, while I can't see this book as a contender for my best of the year, it has enough strengths to make an enjoyable commute read and shows potential for better things in Sellers' future.
A note about the publisher: Spellbinder Press appears to be a self-publishing venture on Sellers' part. I applaud her, because in 2002 she published a book with PublishAmerica, so she's moving in the right direction, and also because the book was physically a nice object (although the margins were a bit narrow.) I found the cover design enjoyable in a deliberately lurid way (as previously mentioned,) the type was well-chosen, and the copy-editing was thorough.