I had the massive good fortune of being randomly paired with K. Dawn Goodwin in the Emory Alumni Author’s tent for the Decatur Book Festival. I had never met her before and, honestly, have not talked to her since, but I had a fabulous two hours laughing my tuchus off with her.
Since she was so funny and obviously intelligent in person, I went out and got her books right away. I just finished reading “Until He Comes” and it exceeded my expectations, which were pretty high.
“Until He Comes” is, as Dawn swore to me in person, true, or at least as true as you can remember things so much later. It details her coming of age, as a small child in a Connecticut family that was very religious. As she ages, reconciling her budding sexuality with her faith is an increasingly difficult road for her. Combine this with a serious awkward stage (she describes herself as looking like Anthony Michael Hall in Sixteen Candles) and you have a very engaging, well written, intelligent book that will make you cry with laughter as your heart breaks for her..
As someone whose own books would fall roughly into the same category as this one, I really admire Dawn’s ability to strip herself bare and present herself with all her honest and embarrassing flaws. I’m not saying I *did* write pages and page of unicorn porn while I was old enough to understand sexual feelings but not old enough to know exactly what sex was, but *if* I did, I certainly would not have the courage to tell you about it in such glorious and hilarious detail.
Really, this book is brilliant. You can see the train wrecks coming one after another through her series of optimistic but ridiculous choices and feelings, but you’re powerless to stop it. She makes no excuses for herself beyond youth and a lack of knowledge, and takes you along on a hilarious and touching ride.
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