Title: Midlife Crisis
Author: Rob Rosen
Release Date: August 20th 2016
Genre: Gay fiction, romance, comedy
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/30992218-midlife-crisis?ac=1&from_search=true
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Reviews: "If you're looking for a humorous and intelligent book to read, Rob Rosen's Midlife Crisis should be on the top of your list. A tale of going back to move forward, as told by Jack, the story's main character, is full of youthful and gay witty repartee balanced with the poignancy that comes with adult life. It will make you laugh out loud one minute and get teary the next. Oh, and if you like a good murder mystery, there's that too. Kudos to Rosen for creating some very memorable characters." - Julian G, Simmons, Narrator,Widdershins audiobook series
"Rob Rosen does madcap gay humor better than anyone else writing today. Midlife Crisis is no exception." - Neil Plakcy, author of The Mahu Investigations
"Can you go home again? Rob Rosen explores the perils and promises of renewing a steamy boyhood affair in this witty romance wrapped in a murder mystery, seasoned with a dash of mature but spicy sex. The answer for his hero Jack seems to be "Yes," but watch out: there may be more "there" there than you think." - Louis Flint Ceci, author of Comfort Me
Exclusive Excerpt
Ma shook her head. “Something is definitely
fishy here.”
I nodded. “The Pacific should be so fishy.”
Dad also nodded. “So what do we do now?” He
was longingly eyeing the car. I had a sinking feeling we’d be on the road again
in no time, no zoo, no celebratory milkshake at Burger King, no walk for the
old dog even.
Then again, with Ma around, I had a lifesaver
to save us from that sinking. “I bet she remembers me,” she said.
Ma being nearly impossible to forget, I
readily nodded my agreement.
“Maybe let me approach her next time.”
“Next time?” Dad said, less than eagerly.
People asked for root canal more eagerly, in fact.
“When the services are over,” she replied.
I could tell he was about to object to what she was implying, but then he
seemed to catch himself. That is to say, he knew better―or perhaps had simply
learned the hard way. In any case, he hung his head, and said, “And what, pray
tell, do we do in the meanwhile?”
Ma grinned and pointed to the church behind
us. “Good word for it: pray.”
Dad looked at her as if she was crazy. Ma
was indeed crazy, but this seemed certifiable.
“In there?” I asked, dumbfounded. “That’s a
church, Ma.” I imagined us burning upon impact at the entrance. Seemed an
awfully painful way to go, if you ask me.
She slapped my arm. “I’m well aware of what
it is, Jack,” she said, indignantly. “I was married in one, you know.”
I didn’t know. In fact, I never would’ve
guessed. Never. I always pictured more of a pagan affair. “Did you lose a bet
or something?”
She started to slap me again. I ducked and
weaved. Dad did, too, in case he was next. Smart man.
“Inside, the both of you,” she commanded.
“It’s for the greater good.”
I laughed. “One gay man looking for another
gay man?” I laughed again. “Times have indeed changed.”
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