The Escort
Jeff Erno
I
like to think of myself as an “occasional” agoraphobic, as outlandishly
gregarious as I can be the agoraphobia sometimes sneaks up on me. It starts in
small step-by-step increments and then explodes until I am utterly unable to go
to the store and even get something as simple as milk. When I push pass it,
it’s almost as if it had always been a non-issue.
Though
agoraphobia is just one of the many traits of the character Darren, I truly
felt as if Jeff Erno got that right. And though I’ve never been to an M/M
convention, I did attend a crap ton of conventions in the 80s and 90s. I
imagine the big difference would be the notable absent of prosthetics and no
one feels compelled to say, “Bean me up Scotty.” Other than that – it is what it
is. Well there is all the hugging he describes, which would piss me the f— off and never happened at a Star Trek convention (except that one time when
LeVar Burton was gracious enough to hug my niece).
An
air of authenticity surrounding the HEA always makes a story so much more and
Mr. Erno created this fiction immersed in reality. Darren and Travis are far
from perfect, but I liken it to giving an RPG flaws and creating a more
powerful character.
I
hate that none of the guys on the cover could unequivocally be Darren, but I do
like the cover – go figure.
On
a side note, agoraphobia and New York City (native New Yorker here) really
don’t mix well, so please don’t try this at home.
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