This week, from the archives!
YA fiction of a certain vintage that attempts to tackle topical issues tends to do so in very black-and-white terms: if you have premarital sex, you will get pregnant and ruin your life; one puff on a joint (or as I like to say in my best Jack Webb voice “a marihuana cigarette”) inexorably leads to shooting heroin in a dark alley; or in this case, you are either a sanctimonious teetotaler or are laying in your own filth behind the bus station waiting for your next bottle of Ripple. There is no gray area, no social drinking, no youthful experimentation. Have fun being a wino, if you make the wrong choices, kid!
The Plot: The murky and depressing cover is appropriate, since the story is also pretty murky and depressing. I feel like the title is something of a misnomer, however: high school hockey player Buff Saunders’ drinking too…
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