Katy Wheatley's Reviews > Shy

Porter's books are all strange little creations. Tiny, intricate novellas with such depth. You read a hundred pages and feel like you've travelled into someone's head and out the other side. This is what it's like to be in the head of a troubled young man called Shy. His thoughts are out of control. He doesn't know how to handle himself. The only things that allow him any respite from his own self destruction are drugs and music. Everything else is too out of control and sometimes even the drugs and music don't help. Shy is on his last ditch attempt to be 'saved' but doesn't think he's going to hack it and he's not even sure if he wants to. We follow him into the night and beyond.