I know I’m supposedly reading the Wheel of Time (and I am, I promise!) but a year straight of epic fantasy is sometimes just a little too epic for me. So I’ve been taking breaks, mainly to re-read other things that I know are specifically not epic fantasy. However, I picked up The Boy Who Couldn’t Sleep and Never Had To on a friend’s recommendation (and also off his night stand), read the first five pages, and was hooked. As he so deftly put it, “about five chapters in… and just realizing it is the novelization of my inner monologue”. Which is pretty much true. I kept finding myself going “Yeah! That’s EXACTLY right!!”
For anyone who has ever felt like a nerd, geek, or dork, or has been called a “really good draw-er”, this book should ring true. It is being called a “coming of age” story, and I guess it is, although I’d call it more of a “finding your place” story; none of the characters become adults, per se, but they do find out that in college, everyone is as into something as they are. Darren is an engaging narrator, and Eric’s inability to sleep has some interesting side effects. The end left me sad, but with a distinct sense of closure; something I have a hard time finding in book endings, and love when I do. I don’t want to tell you too much more, but if you’re looking for a quick, engaging read, this is a novel worth picking up. If nothing else, flip through and look at Darren’s (Pierson’s) drawings, and remember your days of nerdy world-building. Assuming you had them (I certainly did).