A very raw outpouring of one man’s truth.
Queer reads as if it was written in one sitting, unedited and raw, but is in many ways more powerful because of that. Seth King allows himself to bleed his truth onto the pages and I don’t doubt he will make many of his readers weep for the little boy he was, and the parts of that boy he still carries to this day.
His analogy about the invisibility he felt growing up, being unrepresented in art, music, films, sport et al was incredibly powerful to read. I tried to imagine what it would be like to come of age straight and only see, hear and read about queer love. To have nothing that reflected my reality. To feel not only invisible but despised by members of my own family, my peers and far too many vocal sections of society. It’s unimaginable. Even if that was all I took away from reading Queer it would still be a worthwhile, if shocking, revelation. I thought I got it. I thought I understood. This raw little book made me realise that I didn’t. Not fully.
The world needs more stories like this. Little slices of real life that open our eyes, our hearts and our minds. The LGBT+ community in particular needs them. It’s wonderful to see more and more books being written that represent society’s spectrum. Books like this one that offer a harsh truth, but also hope, will help adults heal and young people realise they aren’t alone in their struggles, and it really does get better.