See, I’m no John Green fan. I’ll come right out and say it: I dislike the topics he writes about. Don’t say I never tried – I’ve read Paper Towns, An Abundance of Katherines and attempted The Fault in Our Stars. The last didn’t turn out well because I got annoyed at the main character about two pages in, and ragequitted when she kept whining about the world and her life.
But this isn’t about my inability to stomach John Green even though I’m of the opinion that his writing’s hella pretentious. This is about Will Grayson, Will Grayson, a novel that manages to transcend my dislike for one of its two authors by 1) having absurdly good characters 2) having David Levithan on board WHOM I LOVE 3) somehow avoiding Green’s pitfall of the edgy, whiny, teenage protagonist.
In fact, point 3 may just be the most important of all. I’ll get to that.