T.J. Klune

When sexy, confident Vince Taylor pursues pudgy, ascerbic Paul Auster, Paul is sure Vince must be messing with him. But Vince won't take no for an answer. Can he convince Paul that he's perfect the way he is?

Tell Me It's Real

Vajas Johanna 

Do you believe in love at first sight? Paul Auster doesn't. Paul doesn't believe in much at all. He's thirty, slightly overweight, and his best features are his acerbic wit and the color commentary he provides as life passes him by. His closest friends are a two-legged dog named Wheels and a quasibipolar drag queen named Helena Handbasket. He works a dead-end job in a soul-sucking cubicle, and if his grandmother's homophobic parrot insults him one more time, Paul is going to wring its stupid neck. Enter Vince Taylor. Vince is everything Paul isn't: sexy, confident, and dumber than the proverbial box of rocks. And for some reason, Vince pursues Paul relentlessly. Vince must be messing with him, because there is no way Vince could want someone like Paul. But when Paul hits Vince with his car--in a completely unintentional if-he-died-it'd-only-be-manslaughter kind of way--he's forced to see Vince in a whole new light. The only thing stopping Paul from believing in Vince is himself--and that is one obstacle Paul can't quite seem to overcome. But when tragedy strikes Vince's family, Paul must put aside any notions he has about himself and stand next to the man who thinks he's perfect the way he is.

Kareema A Godhrawala

I like TJ Klune's books because they are simply a fun romp. Everything is idealistic, nobody is really bad or even mildly threatening (even the bad guys) which sounds like a bad thing but it's relaxing, it's escapism into a much nicer world. However the book is still realistic enough that you aren't scoffing at it at every sentence. The relationships depicted in the books are heart-warming and sweet to read and it's a very very relaxing and fun book to read. 

One of the best moments in this book was when Paul and Vince were on their first date and were lying on the grass looking at the stars... it was the kind of sweet that wasn't disgusting but refreshing. Like eating a cold sweet watermelon on a summer day.

Tell Me It's Real

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