Wednesday, 30 April 2014

Review: The Boy Who Sneaks in My Bedroom Window by Kirsty Moseley

The hero and heroine:

As I read this book I could not help but think of the Kids in the Hall sketch about the anal-probing aliens. Dave Foley's line about how the Great Leader is "just a twisted ass freak" popped into my head every time the word "ass" was used. Someone else did the counting for me (thank you) and came up with 91 "ass"es in this book. Ninety-one times. Hot ass this, hot ass that, my ass, his ass, her ass. Ass ass ass. I read some of the book and started going into skim-zone in the last 3rd before skipping to the ending. 

I thought the premise was interesting and the title certainly begs some explanation, but I found it highly implausible that a boy and girl can sleep together every night for 8 years (not having sex, just sleeping) and never once get caught by parents or siblings. Also, I find it implausible that this girl would come to rely on him to sleep, so he is sort of a living, breathing Xanax. I understand someone being traumatized and not wanting to be alone, but for 8 years? I think something would have evolved, something would happen eventually and probably within a few months. Either the traumatized victim would gain some strength or the person providing a sense of security would mention how maybe the traumatized person should get some professional help, or perhaps they would just at least start having sex while ignoring the whole trauma in general (they're teenagers so I imagine that's not out of the question.)

The sexual abuse is handled badly and the writing was mediocre. It was not the worst book EVER but it needed a lot more work to really pull it up out of the mire.