I love me some Irvine Welsh. You probably know him as the author of Trainspotting. A foul-mouthed, sex-drugs-and-fucking Brit who sometimes allows his characters to get away with murder.
Which he does in
The book is something a bit different for Welsh. Set in Miami and focused on hard-ass personal trainer Lucy Brennan and her Pygmalion, Lena Sorenson.
The novel opens with Brennan angrily leaving the home of her annoying boyfriend in the wee hours. She stops a shooting, and Sorenson gets cell phone video of the event.
Things balloon from there.
We see the building of celebrity, and the tearing down of it. We see emotional abusive relationships. Kidnappings. Art. Exercise. Murder.
Meanwhile, the nation is absorbed in the story of a pair of 16-year-old conjoined twins from Arkansas. One wants to have sex with her boyfriend; the other hates him.
Do they get the surgery to separate them, even though the odds of survival for one of them is slim?
Find out. Really, read this. Lots of fun, and a great summer read.