I've never considered myself a squeamish person. I can watch surgery shows on the Discovery Health channel and tend to roll my eyes at all but the most ghastly gross-out email video forwards. However, I seem to have met my match with the contents of Justin Courter's skunk-musk-milker-meets-fish-fetishist (yes, really) romance novel, Skunk: A Love Story. But wait! Don't run away yet! Thanks to its sharp turns of phrase, dark humor, and the wry, twisted observations of characters who could give Jeff Lindsay's “Dexter” alienated competition, I'm going to have to recommend this deeply strange book. I guarantee that you've read nothing like it. I just wanted to warn you up front, there's quite a lot of skunk-musk drinking in here – among other things.
The novel begins with our odd, reeking hero, Damien, being scornfully harassed by his office co-workers and his nosy neighbors who simply cannot mind their own business and ignore the olfactory evidence of Damien's houseful of skunks. Then we get a brief origin story from Damien's childhood that has put me off the smell of beer forever. This leads into the interactions between Damien and his married skunk couple, Louisa and Homer (complete with accompanying wedding photo), which are surprisingly adorable and demonstrate normal-ish affectionate pet/human relations right up until the moment that Damien starts ticking off the days until the litter of baby skunks is old enough that he can squeeze them over a shot glass and chug the resulting emissions with the connoisseurship of a sommelier. Next comes the meat of the novel, when the romance and intrigue plot lines kick in and, as they say, it gets weird.
Overall, I'd call this a work of demented, hysterical genius that made me both laugh and want to hurl. The quality of the writing is top-notch. The author's imagination is huge, and he certainly draws the reader into places and minds they've never considered. If you're daring and have a stomach of steel, check out Skunk: A Love Story. Even though the possibilities scare me a little, I can't wait to check out what Justin Courter comes up with next.
Review by Dominae Petrosini