I'm a student, so I don't have nearly as much time for leisure reading as I'd like. If I manage to read an entire course book instead of just the assigned chapters, I'll review that here, too.
While any cover tagline using phrases like “the love that smoulders in the twilight world” seems to promise cheesy fun, this — like many other lesbian classics — is instead an earnest novel that tries to dip into the good and the bad of being gay in America the 1950s and ’60s, and ask for understanding.