Reviewed by Stanley Bennett Clay -- A novel by D. J. McLaurin [Taylor Nicole Publishing 404 pp. ISBN 9780909403804 website: www.djmclaurin.com] - D.J. McLaurin’s hard-to-put-down, exceptionally well-written and
phenomenally plotted “What If It Feels Good?” is pure old-school pop
fiction with an edge. Harkening back to the better days of Danielle
Steele, Sidney Sheldon, and Jeffrey Archer, and a terrific homage to
Charles Dickens, Ms. McLaurin restores melodrama’s good name with a
story as heart-wrenching as anything concocted by the Bronte sisters,
while still maintaining a unique voice of her own with a contemporary
and downright controversial slant few writers have been brave enough to
traverse. The story opens on the mean streets of Detroit. Michael Bagley is an
almost too beautiful street urchin, a cross between the angelic Oliver
Twist and the streetwise Artful Dodger, homeless, eating out of trash
cans, surviving anyway he can. The novel opens with three telling
sentences: “Men were attracted to him. At just fourteen, Michael could
see it. Of course not every man was attracted to the youthful sweetness
of the innocent, but there were enough of them to make a lucrative
living.”But there’s something special about Michael’s personality, as special
as his unearthly beauty. Even as he half-heartedly hustles male tricks
twice his age and older with mixed results, the kid’s got chutzpa and a
lot of heart, with no desire to do anyone harm. He beds an older woman
out of gratitude and genuine affection, his good heart earns him shared
shelter under the highway with a loving homeless couple, and even his
single mother, a stripper and a loving (if irresponsible) parent beset
by unfortunate circumstances, benefits from his unconditional love and
devotion. Ironically it is because of his protection of her (whom,
against her protest, he stays away from to give her space with an
abusive pimp-type) that lands him in trouble, as a gun accidentally
goes off injuring his mother’s nefarious paramour. Swirls of activities ensue at a deliciously dizzying pace; court
hearings, mysterious lawyers, the sudden appearance of an unknown
father, the threat of incarcerations, and custody decisions. Suddenly
the court gives Michael’s biological father, Joseph Simpson, a black
billionaire entertainment and media mogul from New York, an ultimatum:
either assume custody of his illegitimate son, or watch the boy be
remanded to Michigan state custody. Both mother and son are devastated by the results, as Michael is
whisked off to a New York mansion by a father he doesn’t know, and to a
step mother and half-siblings who are less than cordial. Without resorting to simple black-and-white stereotypes, the author
creates circumstances for Michael in his new setting so emotional that
tears of sadness and tears of joy are guaranteed to fly, and after
being roller-coastered through every emotion imaginable you’ll jump
with the bitter sweet joy of parents at their only daughter’s wedding
when Michael’s ultimate relationship with his father works itself out. Over time a bond is created between Michael and the rest of his new
family, only for the now 17-year-old to enter into a deeply moving love
affair with his father’s best friend, a man twenty years his senior,
creating another grand crisis in a story awash with crises. Ms. McLaurin’s handling of the delicate issue of pedophilia is nothing
short of miraculous; leaving readers with conflicting views and
though-provoking questions that will spark discussion long after the
final page is turned. Books like these—impossibly beautiful people, rags to riches, what
price celebrity, a media eating frenzy, tawdry sex, infidelity, deep
family jealousy, dark family secrets, international jet-setting,
deathbed confessions, and the kitchen sink—usually have very little on
their minds and are so often mere titillating stories poorly
articulated (How do you say Jackie Collins-Judith Krantz?), but in
“What If It Feels Good?” D.J. McLaurin has cracked the secret recipe
for writing an intelligent and literate potboiler. It is almost a cliché to say that I didn’t want this book to end. Well
it also happens to be a fact. What a hellified book. What a hellified
writer. I wait anxiously for whatever she comes up with next.
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