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David Levithan is an award-winning and New York Times-bestselling author of many books for teens, including Boy Meets Boy, Wide Awake, Love Is the Higher Law, and (with Rachel Cohn) Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist. He also works as an editor and, in his free time, takes way too many pictures. He lives in New Jersey. www.davidlevithan.com
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To David Leventhal
To Tobias Huisman
When I was little, my dad used to tell me, “Will, you can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can’t pick your friend’s nose.” This seemed like a reasonably astute observation to me when I was eight, but it turns out to be incorrect on a few levels. To begin with, you cannot possibly pick your friends, or else I never would have ended up with Tiny Cooper.
Tiny Cooper is not the world’s gayest person, and he is not the world’s largest person, but I believe he may be the world’s largest person who is really, really gay, and also the world’s gayest person who is really, really large. Tiny has been my best friend since fifth grade, except for all last semester, when he was busy discovering the sheer scope of his own gayness, and I was busy having an actual honest-to-God Group of Friends for the first time in my life, who ended up Never Talking to Me Again due to two slight transgressions:
1. After some school-board member got all upset about gays in the locker room, I defended Tiny Cooper’s right to be both gigantic (and, therefore, the best member of our shitty football team’s offensive line) and gay in a letter to the school newspaper that I, stupidly, signed.
2. This guy in the Group of Friends named Clint was talking about the letter at lunch, and in the process of talking about it, he called me a bitchsquealer, and I didn’t know what a bitchsquealer was, so I was like, “What do you mean?” And then he called me a bitchsquealer again, at which point I told Clint to fuck off and then took my tray and left.
Which I guess means that technically I left the Group of Friends, although it felt the other way around. Honestly, none of them ever seemed to like me, but they were around, which isn’t nothing. And now they aren’t around, leaving me utterly bereft of social peers.
Unless you count Tiny, that is. Which I suppose I must.
Andbutso a few weeks after we get back from Christmas break our junior year, I’m sitting in my Assigned Seat in precalc when Tiny waltzes in wearing his jersey tucked into his chinos, even though football season is long over. Every day, Tiny miraculously manages to wedge himself into the chair-desk beside mine in precalc, and every day, I am amazed he can do it.
So Tiny squeezes into his chair, I am duly amazed, and then he turns to me and he whispers really loudly because secretly he wants other people to hear, “I’m in love.” I roll my eyes, because he falls in love every hour on the hour with some poor new boy. They all look the same: skinny and sweaty and tan, the last an abomination, because all February tans in Chicago are fake, and boys who fake tan—I don’t care whether they’re gay—are ridiculous.
“You’re so cynical,” Tiny says, waving his hand at me.
“I’m not cynical, Tiny,” I answer. “I’m practical.”
“You’re a robot,” he says. Tiny thinks that I am incapable of what humans call emotion because I have not cried since my seventh birthday, when I saw the movie All Dogs Go to Heaven. I suppose I should have known from the title that it wouldn’t end merrily, but in my defense, I was seven. Anyway, I haven’t cried since then. I don’t really understand the point of crying. Also, I feel that crying is almost—like, aside from deaths of relatives or whatever—totally avoidable if you follow two very simple rules: 1. Don’t care too much. 2. Shut up. Everything unfortunate that has ever happened to me has stemmed from failure to follow one of the rules.
“I know love is real because I feel it,” Tiny says.
Apparently, class has started without our knowing, because Mr. Applebaum, who is ostensibly teaching us precalculus but is mostly teaching me that pain and suffering must be endured stoically, says, “You feel what, Tiny?”
“Love!” says Tiny. “I feel love.” And everyone turns around and either laughs or groans at Tiny, and because I’m sitting next to him and he’s my best and only friend, they’re laughing and groaning at me, too, which is precisely why I would not choose Tiny Cooper as my friend. He draws too much attention. Also, he has a pathological inability to follow either of my two rules. And so he waltzes around, caring too much and ceaselessly talking, and then he’s baffled when the world craps on him. And, of course, due to sheer proximity, this means the world craps on me, too.
After class, I’m staring into my locker, wondering how I managed to leave The Scarlet Letter at home, when Tiny comes up with his Gay-Straight Alliance friends Gary (who is gay) and Jane (who may or may not be—I’ve never asked), and Tiny says to me, “Apparently, everyone thinks I professed my love for you in precalc. Me in love with Will Grayson. Isn’t that the silliest crap you ever heard?”
“Great,” I say.
“People are just such idiots,” Tiny says. “As if there’s something wrong with being in love.”
Gary groans then. If you could pick your friends, I’d consider Gary. Tiny got close with Gary and Jane and Gary’s boyfriend, Nick, when he joined the GSA during my tenure as a member of the Group of Friends. I barely know Gary, since I’ve only been hanging around Tiny again for about two weeks, but he seems like the normalest person Tiny has ever befriended.
“There’s a difference,” Gary points out, “between being in love and announcing it in precalc.” Tiny starts to talk and Gary cuts him off. “I mean, don’t get me wrong. You have every right to love Zach.”
“Billy,” says Tiny.
“Wait, what happened to Zach?” I ask, because I could have sworn Tiny was in love with a Zach during precalc. But forty-seven minutes have passed since his proclamation, so maybe he’s changed gears. Tiny has had about 3,900 boyfriends—half of them Internet-only.
Gary, who seems as flummoxed by the emergence of Billy as I am, leans against the lockers and bangs his head softly against the steel. “Tiny, you being a makeout whore is so not good for the cause.”
I look way up at Tiny and say, “Can we quell the rumors of our love? It hurts my chances with the ladies.”
“Calling them ‘the ladies’ doesn’t help either,” Jane tells me.
Tiny laughs. “But seriously,” I tell him, “I always catch shit about it.” Tiny looks at me seriously for once and nods a little.
“Although for the record,” Gary says, “you could do worse than Will Grayson.”
“And he has,” I note.
Tiny spins in a balletic pirouette out into the middle of the hallway and, laughing, shouts, “Dear World, I am not hot for Will Grayson. But world, there’s something else you should know about Will Grayson.” And then he begins to sing, a Broadway baritone as big as his waist, “I can’t live without him!”
People laugh and whoop and clap as Tiny continues the serenade while I walk off to English. It’s a long walk, and it only gets longer when someone stops you and asks how it feels to be sodomized by Tiny Cooper, and how you find Tiny Cooper’s “gay little pencil prick” behind his fat belly. I respond the way I always do: by looking down and walking straight and fast. I know they’re kidding. I know part of knowing someone is being mean to them or whatever. Tiny always has some brilliant thing to say back, like, “For someone who theoretically doesn’t want me, you sure spend a lot of time thinking and talking about my penis.” Maybe that works for Tiny, but it never works for me. Shutting up works. Following the rules works. So I shut up, and I don’t care, and I keep walking, and soon it’s over.
The last time I said anything of note was the time I wrote the fricking letter to the editor about fricking Tiny Cooper and his fricking right to be a fricking star on our horrible football team. I don’t regret writing the letter in the least, but I regret signing it. Signing it was a clear violation of the rule about shutting up, and look where it got me: alone on a Tuesday afternoon, staring at my black Chuck Taylors.
That night, not long after I order pizza for me and my parents, who are—as always—late at the hospital, Tiny Cooper calls me and, real quiet and fast, he blurts out, “Neutral Milk Hotel is supposedly playing a reunion show at the Hideout and it’s totally not advertised and no one even knows about it and holy shit, Grayson, holy shit!”
“Holy shit!” I shout. One thing you can say for Tiny: whenever something awesome happens, Tiny is always the first to hear.
Now, I am not generally given over to excitement, but Neutral Milk Hotel sort of changed my life. They released this absolutely fantastic album called In the Aeroplane Over the Sea in 1998 and haven’t been heard from since, purportedly because their lead singer lives in a cave in New Zealand. But anyway, he’s a genius. “When?”
“Dunno. I just heard. I’m gonna call Jane, too. She likes them almost as much as you do. Okay, so now. Now. Let’s go to the Hideout now.”
“I’m literally on my way,” I answer, opening the door to the garage.
I call my mom from the car. I tell her Neutral Milk Hotel is playing at the Hideout and she says, “Who? What? You’re hiding out?” And then I hum a few bars of one of their songs and Mom says, “Oh, I know that song. It’s on the mix you made me,” and I say, “Right,” and she says, “Well you have to be back by eleven,” and I say, “Mom this is a historical event. History doesn’t have a curfew,” and she says, “Back by eleven,” and I say, “Fine. Jesus,” and then she has to go cut cancer out of someone.
Tiny Cooper lives in a mansion with the world’s richest parents. I don’t think either of his parents have jobs, but they are so disgustingly rich that Tiny Cooper doesn’t even live in the mansion; he lives in the mansion’s coach house, all by himself. He has three bedrooms in that motherfucker and a fridge that always has beer in it and his parents never bother him, and so we can sit there all day and play video game football and drink Miller Lite, except in point of fact Tiny hates video games and I hate drinking beer, so mostly all we ever do is play darts (he has a dartboard) and listen to music and talk and study. I’ve just started to say the T in Tiny when he comes running out of his room, one black leather loafer on and the other in his hand, shouting, “Go, Grayson, go go.”
And everything goes perfectly on the way there. Traffic’s not too bad on Sheridan, and I’m cornering the car like it’s the Indy 500, and we’re listening to my favorite NMH song, “Holland, 1945,” and then onto Lake Shore Drive, the waves of Lake Michigan crashing against the boulders by the Drive, the windows cracked to get the car to defrost, the dirty, bracing, cold air rushing in, and I love the way Chicago smells—Chicago is brackish lake water and soot and sweat and grease and I love it, and I love this song, and Tiny’s saying I love this song, and he’s got the visor down so he can muss up his hair a little more expertly. That gets me to thinking that Neutral Milk Hotel is going to see me just as surely as I’m going to see them, so I give myself a once-over in the rearview. My face seems too square and my eyes too big, like I’m perpetually surprised, but there’s nothing wrong with me that I can fix.
The Hideout is a dive bar made of wooden planks that’s nestled between a factory and some Department of Transportation building. There’s nothing swank about it, but there’s a line out the door even though it’s only seven. So I huddle in line for a while with Tiny until Gary and Possibly Gay Jane show up.
Jane’s wearing a hand-scrawled Neutral Milk Hotel v-neck T-shirt under her open coat. Jane showed up in Tiny’s life around the time I dropped out of it, so we don’t really know each other. Still, I’d say she’s currently about my fourth-best friend, and apparently she has good taste in music.
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I'm a 16 year old sophomore. would I suggest this book to an adult? No Would I suggest this book to a teenager? You're damn right I would. Will Grayson, Will Grayson was by far, THE best book I have ever read. It was funny, it was touching, and it had very relatable topics. I couldn't put the book down, by chapter 2 I was hooked. "Im constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me. Those seem to be the two choices. Everything else is just killing time" The 'famous' quote written by David Levithan was all it took for me to want to read this. Every time I finished a chapter I was dying to know what would happen next. Every time I put the book down, I would think about it and come up with my own scenarios. one word, amazing. Anyways, I think anyone between the ages of 14 - 21 should read this book. I'm not saying anyone whose not in that age limit wouldn't like it. But I do think it will appeal to them more. Nevertheless, best book I've ever read. I guarantee you will love it.
Some reviewers have called WG,WG "disturbing" and "risky," or have commented on how mature the material is. Some have even expressed regret over buying it, unaware that it would be so blatant in some of its dealings with sex, pornography, and depression. THIS IS A WORK OF LITERATURE! As such, it deals with themes that might be considered offensive. D.H Lawrence wrote about astoundingly offensive things in novels such as "Lady Chatterly's Lover" (how many times does he use the "c" word?). "The Catcher in the Rye" dealt just as frankly with the idea of teenage sexuality as WG, WG does. Even Bronte's "Jane Eyre" was a social shocker in its time. So should authors be expected to steer clear from any content deemed "socially unacceptable/offensive"? Did Lawrence or Salinger or Bronte? No. Authors face these issues head-on, with the courage, insight, and tenacity that many others lack. They reveal to us (the general populace) the very basis of human nature--and sometimes that includes uncovering the seedy underbelly of humanity. WG,WG is a fantastic novel. It's beautifully written, thought-provoking, and it stays with you long after you've physically abandoned it. John Green and David Levithan are tender, insightful, and oh-so gut-wrenchingly real as the two Will Graysons. I strongly recommend this novel to anyone who has a heart for truth and a yearning to tap into (and hopefully understand a little bit better) the "miracle of human consciousness." DFTBA.
I've been a fan of John Green for a few years now, and this book did not disappoint. Both characters were made so fully that they could have been actual people. There's a lot of cussing and talk about sex, but that's just what makes Will Grayson, Will Grayson: Will Grayson, Will Grayson. I haven't been a fan of David Levithan, I heard about his book Boy Meets Boy and didn't read it, but after Will Grayson, Will Grayson I'll be looking for more of his books.
WG, WG is a solid compelling read with a few nice turns and surprises and if I was a kid in high school, I would have been so glad to find this book. I would have thought that it was written on a young readers level, not a high school level though. I picked it up after it appeared on a couple of 'best of the year' lists. The bigger question I have as writer who has covered similar territory, is just what makes this book a YA or Teen book? Is it the dumbed down language and grammar mixed with the double spaced large font? Seriously, that seems to be about it. As a bookseller who had to guide parents to books for their kids, the only reason to separate out these titles was that they were appropriate in more than just the difficulty of the vocabulary. A parent, one would think, could go into the Teen section and be secure that they would be the equivalent of a PG film. This doesn't appear to be the case. In the YA books I've read, there have been scenes of kids describing how they prepare to masturbate. In the book, "Hero," an underage boy is outside a bar cruising for sex with men coming out of the bar. In WG, WG they indulge in underage drinking, they get into bars with fake ID's and become falling down drunk. They apparently can walk into a porno store and not have the clerk even care that they are obviously under age. The kids come and go as they will at all hours, driving across the state and back and the parents are pretty much fine with anything they do. The boys describe what sex is pretty explicitly every other breath with references to their obvious arousal just about as often. The only thing that doesn't happen is actual explicit sex. They kiss, they get to second base and then it fades to black. So my point is: What exactly is the point? You've written a book that has high value concepts and kids doing mature things as they explore their coming of age, but it's delivered in a neutered, titillating format of dumb vocabulary and bad grammar for no apparent reason. It's not bending to some rules of 'appropriateness' for kids, aside from outright sex, and it's not shying away from depicting kids doing what many kids do.so why not actually write it on a mature level with a legitimate vocabulary and good grammar and maybe even strive to make it a really meaningful piece of art that they will carry with them like they might Catcher in the Rye? The only reason it's written in a style for simpletons is because the authors are choosing to write it that way. Maybe its so that it can be found by teens easier? So that teens won't be bummed at having to work through a book with a lot of 'big' words? Because it's currently easy for authors cash in on the Teen scene? So that the teen buying it can say, 'hey mom, it's a teen book, how 'dirty' can it be?' And no WG, WG, isn't dirty, but it if it was a movie with that dialog, it would be a R rated film and with the homosexual activity between minors that's in it, it would probably be slapped with a NC-17 as many gay themed movies have that depict male on male heavy petting. Looking at it in that light, WG, WG, seems like an 'idea draft' for what could be a great book. Instead it's a good hearted, inconsequential gay fantasy on (what was once) a middle school reading level with a lot of f-bombs thrown in.
I absolutely loved this book. It was an extremely fun read! The writing was beautiful in this book. Both John Green and David Levithan, despite their different writing styles, did a great job writing about both of the Will Graysons. There were times when I laughed so hard that I cried, and others when I felt so bad for the main character that I almost cried. The humor was great, and their writing styles topped it all off. I would definitely recommend this book to anyone who even considered reading it for a second. At first I wasn't sure if I would enjoy this book, but even though it was not the usual genre I read, it was great.
I loved Will Grayson, Will Grayson!!! I have read quite a few of John Green's novels, including The Fault In Our Stars, and love his style of writing; it is very real. Will Grayson, Will Grayson was really spunky, fun, and real and was a pleasure to read!! I woyld definitely recommend this novel to teenage readers who love realistic fiction :)
After reading Paper Towns and The Fault in Our Stars, this one was a little lacking for me.
Will Grayson Will Grayson is told alternatively between two different Will Grayson's. They meet in a very unlikely situation that sets off a thunderstorm of events that change the characters' lives. This is definitely one of John Green's and David Levithan's best work, I love it so much, I would recommend it to any teen.
I've not yetbread this book, but I am shocked to read judgmental reviews of it, saying you will not read any more of this author's work? John Green is fabulous and inspirational and unrelentingly reliable if one seeks a great work of art. I urge those of you who didn't like this one to give him another chance; it's the least you can do.
I read this from cover to cover without stopping. I loved reading this book!
I'm staring hard at my copy of Will Grayson, Will Grayson waiting on some from of genius to strike. Every once in a while you'll read a book and it will be exactly what your heart and soul needed. It will speak to a part of yourself that you have bottled up, a part that you force into silence. Not every book can have this effect on you; if it did you would be the tattered remains of yourself instad of the whole that you are. Every once in a while there will be a book that will ever so gently force you into seeing the world a little bit differently. Will Grayson, Will Grayson was that book for me. This book is the story of two teenage boys, both named Will Grayson, and how they cross paths one cold night in Chicago. The two Will Grayson's lives are then linked, as they end up sharing in the story of one very large, very gay teenager named Tiny Cooper. This book, this story of lives and how they become intertwined, is the story of what it means to grow up. It is the story of loving yourself and loving others, for exactly who they are. My book club of three read Will Grayson, Will Grayson kind of on a whim, and it is now in my top three books that we have read. I just messaged my friends in book club and asked them to share one truth that they learned from Will Grayson, Will Grayson, and this is our list: 1. "When things break, it's not the actual breaking that prevents them from getting back together again. It's because a little piece gets lost- the two remaining ends couldn't fit together even if they wanted to. The whole shape has changed."2. Sometimes, the only way to heal is to accept how you're feeling, and accept that it's okay. You can't wish away your problems.3. Your best friend may be completely opposite of you.4. Being open-minded is important, otherwise you might miss the opportunity of a great friendship.5. Sometimes, you have to work hard to get what you want, but you should NEVER change who you are to get it. I could keep going. I could flip through the pages of Will Grayson, Will Grayson and find nuggets of truth hidden between lines of perfectly wrought teen angst. Instead, I'm going to talk to you about characters. They were so real. When I finished the book, I hugged it to my chest because there was this feeling, like a "the show must go on" feeling that told me those characters and their lives would continue, even though I closed the book. Will Grayson 1: "Caring doesn't sometimes lead to misery. It always does." Will Grayson 2: "i am constantly torn between killing myself and killing everyone around me." Jane: "Some people have lives; some people have music." Tiny Cooper: "Nothing's wrong. Every thing's right. Things couldn't be righter. Things could be less tired. They could be less busy. They could be less caffeinated. But they couldn't be righter." I'm sitting here, still staring at my copy of Will Grayson, Will Grayson, still trying to do this book justice, and I just don't know if it is possible. Here is what I can say about Will Grayson (one and two), about Tiny Cooper and Jane and Gideon, about loving yourself and not being afraid to love others: This book is one of those books that I would call life-changing. It's the type of book that causes you to see the world a little bit differently. It's the kind of book you walk away from changed. Now, go buy it from your local bookstore, or a Barnes and Noble, or even on amazon. Just go buy it.
John Green's books never cease to amaze me, and this one was just as great as his others. I highly recomend this.
I am a big fan of John Green, but I have to admit that this one was a huge time waster. There was not much of a hooking or intriguing plot. In fact, there wasn't much of a plot at all. Most of it was things to happen in between the important parts. Kind of random. Things could have gone better.
This was one of those books that I wanted to keep reading even after it was over. I wanted to hear Tiny's story and find out what happens to the Will Graysons. That being sad, the ending was pretty darn perfect (in its fictionally realistic way). There were so many good values taught through this book and the characters are just so well developed. I also appreciated the writing style that projected the two Will Graysons and I just stuck with this story from beginning to end. This was the first book by John Green I have read and I might read some more, David Levithan is who drew me in and I have an appreciation for his ability to co author amazing literature.
I love this book so much. Ive read John Green before and he is amazing. This book is heartfelt. It shows you the true meaning of life and that theres always that one person out there that can just make your day. It brought me tears and laughter. I reccomend this book.
BTBN-Buy This Book Now! It'll have you laughing out loud at this crude, pure humor.
I really liked this novel. I found that I really enjoyed John Green. I've heard a lot about him and I figured I'd give him a try, the fact that I found a novel by him and my favorite author was simply icing on the cake. I'm always nervous to start a David Levithan novel because you never know if it going to change your life. This book was not earth shattering but it was still an extremely interesting read and made me smile. The characters were outrageous. Tiny was hilarious and irritating at the same time. I wanted to hug him and punch him. Will Grayson (1st Will Grayson) was an interesting guy. I found him annoying yet lovable and realistic. will grayson(2nd Will Grayson) was an interesting read. You don't get the characters when they are in the middle of everything. You get a character who is struggling with the onset of depression but never the character who has it and is just living with it. I found myself really entertained with this novel. I am definitely glad that I read this novel and I will definitely look into John Green
Co-written with David Levithan, Will Grayson, Will Grayson is a hilarious romp featuring love, teenage drama, Tiny Cooper and the most epically gay musical you'll ever encounter. Written in alternating perspectives, each chapter explores the life of a Will Grayson. Eventually, their lives converge in a strange twist of fate and just how this meeting irrevocably impacts each of the Will's lives for the better. What's most outstanding about this book, the brilliant concept aside, is the collaborative success of David and John's writing. Each in a distinctive voice uses their Will to narrate in a very believable and impactful way. John's WG is caught up in finding himself amidst being overshadowed by his very charismatic friend. He is the average teen whose motivations are steeped in typical teenage problems. In short, he's so easy to connect with because we've all been there and done that. Levithan's WG, on the other hand, is more of a broken soul. He struggles with depression and his self awareness makes him antagonistic, at best. As raw as this WG is, he's also blatantly honest and as a reader, you find yourself rooting for him to overcome all the crap that permeates his life. About the only thing both WG's share is their struggle to find and understand first love. Because as much as Will Grayson, Will Grayson is about growing up and finding yourself, at its core, it's a novel about love --- finding love, falling in love, platonic love, familial love and self love. In our increasingly accepting society, there's still a sad shortage of strong and relatable GLBT characters so I have to applaud Levithan and Green for making Tiny Cooper and one of the WG's so amazing. This just adds fuel to the awesomeness that is this book. Will Grayson, Will Grayson overall is raw, honest and funny. It can be offensive at times, but that just lends to its charm and adds to the freshness of its edgy, yet beautiful message. For this reason, it may not be a book that everyone can enjoy but it's a book that everyone should read because you'll be thinking about it long after you've turned the last page.
Yes, the book was decent and well written, but it just didn't hit my 'wow' spot. Good for a small read, but not for reading multiple times.
What if you met someone who had the same name as you? And what if your best friend, Tiny Cooper (who ¿¿is not the world¿s gayest person, and he is not the world¿s largest person, but I believe he may be the world¿s largest person who is really, really gay, and also the world¿s gayest person who is really, really large¿) is writing a musical about his life, in which you have a starring role? And what if said best friend started dating the guy who has the same name as you?Welcome to the world of Will Grayson (and Will Grayson), two different boys with the same name who happen to meet each other in a Chicago porn shop (long story ¿). A world of bad fake IDs, great bands (and crappy bands), friendship, musical theatre, and figuring out if you really LIKE this girl (0r guy) or just like her (him). Written in alternating chapters from the points of view of both Will Graysons by authors John Green (Looking for Alaska, An Abundance of Katherines) and David Levithan (Nick & Norah¿s Infinite Playlist, Boy Meets Boy), this is a funny but ultimately serious look at what love really means.
Green and Leviathan write convincingly from the voice of each titular Will Grayson. The high-school story is both funny and on a search for emotional truth. Green manages to make his manic pixie dream girl (Tiny) flawed from the beginning. I really wish The Maybe Dead Cats were real. And, knowing The Nerdfighters, they will be shortly.
Will Grayson, Will Grayson is the newest book by young adult author John Green, and it¿s co-written with David Levithan. The book is about two characters, both named Will Grayson, who meet up for the first time randomly one night. It follows both of their lives ¿ when they are apart, and when their lives intersect. This is about all the book jacket tells you about the story, and that description really leaves a lot out. For instance, you would have no idea that one of the main themes of the book is homosexuality, and it also deals with depression.We are first introduced to Will Grayson #1, a teenager who gets by in life by abiding by the rules of ¿shutting up and not caring.¿ His best friend Tiny Cooper is literally huge and fabulously gay, and is in many ways the opposite of Will. Will Grayson #2, however, is moody, depressed, and secretly gay. All of their lives change one night when Will Grayson #1 and Tiny go into Chicago to see a concert and Will Grayson #2 goes into Chicago to meet his online lover Isaac. Once all of their lives intersect, things are never the same for any of them.In general Will Grayson, Will Grayson is a really good, intriguing book, and its biggest strength is that the authors seem to truly understand the adolescent mind. From the description you could think of a lot of stereotypical characters: the extremely gay, always in the spotlight friend, the depressed and moody Will Grayson. But there is so much more to them than just these simple definitions. The characters have real depth to them and the situations are realistic. It¿s the type of book that you can¿t stop reading because you want to know what happens next. And ultimately it has a good message to carry with you in life.One of the only problems with the novel may be that because the characters are so real and so faulty, it¿s hard to like any of them. Will Grayson #1 is infuriating because he refuses to care about things or people in his life for most of the novel. Will Grayson #2 is downright mean sometimes, and Tiny Cooper is annoyingly self-centered; the type of guy that goes through dozens of boyfriends and is convinced he is completely heartbroken every time. The only truly likable character is Jane, and while she certainly has her faults as well you like her anyway. The others¿ maybe by the end you like them, but it¿s certainly hard to get started.Another huge plus to this book is the format that it is written in. Every chapter alternates between Will Graysons as the narrator. Odd chapters are Will Grayson #1, even chapters are Will Grayson #2. This could certainly be confusing, but the characters are so different that you can usually tell right away who¿s talking, even if you don¿t look at the chapter. This is partly due to the fact that John Green wrote all of the odd chapters and David Levithan wrote the even chapters, and their writing styles are slightly different. Also, Will Grayson #2 writes in all lowercase, and instead of using quotation marks for speech he writes the character¿s name and a colon, like in a script.The only other small negative that I have is the ending of the book. The whole time it¿s building up to this big surprise ending, and the ending certainly is a surprise, but it¿s slightly confusing. You¿re left wondering, ¿What exactly just happened?¿ And that¿s not exactly the most satisfying way to end a book. They traded explanation for suspense, and I could¿ve used just a little more explanation for the ending. Maybe someone can explain it to me, but I was a little confused, though it was still touching.
I was so sad when I finished this book; I had such a good time reading it! I just loved the Wills and Tiny Cooper! This book made me laugh out loud and cry. Wonderfully written, humorous, honest...the list goes on and on. If you're a fan of John Green or David Leviathan, they will not disappoint.
I read this in an airport in Houston and oh my GOD did I love it. I adore John Green and David Levithan. WGWG is hilarious and sad and adorable and strange and that makes it so much awesome that I don't even know. I really need to reread it, if only because it's so awesome. I wish I could rec it more, but it's got some stuff in it that would offend some of my patrons (sadly), but that's okay. Because I just make all my friends read it. I hope they do more books together.
Two teens with the same name meet on a fateful night out in Chicago. One Will is straight and one Will is gay but both are major characters in the life and the autobiographical musical by (the quite large) Tiny Cooper.The story is told by both Will Graysons in alternating chapters. This is a very touching and accurate portrait of the complexities and anxieties of being a teen. It is also a great, hilarious depiction of male teen friendships and falling in love