Glen can’t get over what happened with Steven. Can anyone ever get over anything?
First off I should say that the title is awesome. Where Are We People Like That Are Going Against Their Will Here? It’s very classic modern, very catchy. The story however didn’t do much for me. I must be missing something — this story got some kinda honorable mention from Atlantic Monthly, back when it published fiction, and Levinson appears to be accomplished in this and that. I dunno. I found the prose a little heavy-handed and clunky, the sentences a bit messy. The plot was interesting enough, though. I bet I’m wrong. Here, you read it.