The Coming Storm by Paul Russell
An amazing story of coming of age, falling in love for the first time, being taught by an older man how to make love.
Noah Lathrop III is a 15 y.o troubled boy. Being raised by a very wealthy and absentee father who's on his third wife. He hates both of his parents and all of his stepmothers. He's thrown into The Forge School, a Prep School in Upstate New York for troubled upper-class students headed by Louis Tremper.
Tracy Parker is a vegetarian 25 y/o who starts teaching at the Forge School and becomes enamored with Noah. He happens to a gay man who is somewhat conflicted by the fact that his best friend -- and casual sexual partner, Arthur Branson -- is dying from AIDS complications.
Claire Tremper, Louis wife, is a feminist teacher at a Community College who's stuck in a "comfortable" marriage.
When Noah and Tracy start a relationship that even though is filled with love is nothing more than statutory rape by definition, the four main characters-- all of whom struggle with their own inner demons, desires, and conflicted loyalties -- must deal with dark incidents from the school's past colliding with the current growing confusion that all of them must face. Compelling and poignant, this is one of the finest work I've read in a long time.
Narrated from the third person point of view of these four characters -- Noah, Tracy, Louis, and Claire, the book tries to make sense of love -- as if that were possible.
"...love is the enemy. That's my conclusion. We should all live in our little monk cells and never come out -- which, come to think of it, is what I do these days. But you know what the problem with that solution is? We're not made to live like that. We're born starving for love, and almost by definition, it's what we can't have. Not the way we want it. At least, homosexually speaking. Maybe for straight people, it's different. I wouldn't know, and, frankly, I don't care to." Arthur tells Tracy. page 305.
"'It's the truth,' Arthur said with certainty. 'Love takes us over. It ruins us and never looks back.'" p 305.
"Such love as this, tragic, criminal, impossible, a dream meant only to dreamed and never, never to be lived, such love, once undertaken by the flesh, should burn more brightly, should march proudly forward its own magnificent extinction, not quiver in fear at the very taboos it had sought to break asunder." Louis Laments on p. 328-8.
"But it's one of those things. What I mean is we say we're all for love, then we hem it in on all sides, we prescribe what's allowed and not allowed, we tax it to death, so to speak. But you know what? And this is the great secret we all fool ourselves into trying not to know: more than anything else, Love loves anarchy. It loves to wreak havoc. It loves to dance atop the ruins." Reid Fallone, tells his best friend Louis on page 337.
I had trouble putting the book down. The characters are so alive that they want to come off the page. The theme is complicated -- as love always is -- but it's treated with such care that you identify with at least one of the characters -- there's enough straight love for those who are not gay. I thought it was a wise, tender, and remarkably engrossing story about human affections, whether powerful, illogic, precious, or unpredictable.
Loved it!