"Without Reservations", and Original Fanfic

I finished reading this book, which was quite an easy, non-challenging reading. I admit it, I was sold by the cover and the idea of gay sex and werewolves. I thought: "Oh well, I have read worse". I ignored all the one-star comments about what a lemon and a waste of time it was, how it was boooring and blah-blah-blah. I mean, come on! If you seek plot, a homoerotica book is not the best place for that. I do hoped it was not another lame "quickie"-cut story, or something worthy of being published in one of those poor-quality gay anthologies where it seem sthe only requirement to get in is blowing the editor.

One of the comments I remembered was that it was so plain and lame, that every problem was resolved in the next chapter. It does not carry much trouble from one chapter to another, but there as things that last a few, and there are very subtle issues, but not too complex, which you can decide if they were put there purposefully or if it was put there accidentally as part of the subconscious of the writer, a materializing of her own inner issues and inner world.

The basic construction of the story is that of a fanfic, or an "original fanfic", which is the name given to stories written by fanfic writers, who are not borrowing characters of their own. Then why don't just call it "an original story"? Well, because only a few fanfic writers are actually capable of writing a story as a MAIN story, rather than a SIDE story. The difference again? Main stories are complex and create a whole in theirselves, while SIDE stories are complementing stories. You can notice that by the way there's no time taken in explaining certain background stories or explaining the circumstances or the rules of the particular universe: those belong to the "main story".

Naturally, many make a style out of leaving certain thing in the air, but still, even if you are dropped in the middle of it, the STORY itself is whole: there are no loose ends and it's MEANINGFUL.

I do liked the story, all in all. It wasn't Sartre, but you can't expect to live a life out of Sartre and Lévi-Strauss. (They are counterparts, thank you. Existencialism and Structuralism.) I know a few people who would also enjoy it.