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Max Wolf Valerio gives a poetic, explosive reading of his own female-to-male gender-transition memoir.
His story comes across as a thing of wonder.
With an adventurer's spirit, Max writes of actually living out his childhood fantasies, of going covertly behind enemy lines, of donating his body to science. Not a tale of feeling lost and in the wrong body, but of being a revolutionary and an explorer finding alternative ways of being.
This is a book for all independent spirits and lovers of powerful, poetic writing.
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This book wasn’t for you, but who do you think might enjoy it more?
People who are disillusioned about men and looking for validation of that opinion
What could Max W. Valerio have done to make this a more enjoyable book for you?
I think maybe I just don't like his personality or approach to life.
How did the narrator detract from the book?
I found his voice really irritating or annoying, as though he was trying to portray the coarse half-hung over sex-driven bar fly that is the worst mono-dimensional stereotype of what men can be. It didn't sound like a natural voice, but like someone faking it.
You didn’t love this book... but did it have any redeeming qualities?
It does portray a strong point of view.
Any additional comments?
This book is at the same time boring and troubling. The author tells of a journey of self-hatred in which she finds traces of what she identifies as male qualities, such as aggressiveness and a desire to hurt and dominate women, in her early history and then cultivates the very traits she found objectionable, in what almost seems to be a self-challenging show of bravo, until they become her identity. What she becomes is nothing like any man Ive known, but someone acting out the worst most superficial stereotype imaginable. There were many sex scenes, but they were dull and boastful rather than erotic. I had hoped that the book would give insight into the reality of men from the perspective of someone who'd experienced both sets of hormones, but it seems clear that this author doesn't like men very much, even though she opted to become one, and therefore can't portray their reality in an engaging way. It somewhat reminds me of stories about Amish youth who take a year to see how the rest of us live, but get into trouble because they assume life outside the church consists of constant debauchery: The story of that year makes you feel sad for the individuals involved, but doesn't tell one much of what the non-Amish world is like. Likewise, this book doesn't tell me what its like to be a man from a special perspective of someone who can talk to me as a woman or give me insight into an experience broader than this author's own dogma. I will confess, the book became too tedious and repetitive and I ended up deleting it after finishing only about a quarter.
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