You know you’re in for a ride when the opening paragraph of a novel is fully dedicated to describing genitalia, and O’Connell’s candid and darkly funny narrative definitely holds up in this story of navigating life, love, alcohol addiction, and Hollywood as a gay man with cerebral palsy. Elliott has a doting long-term boyfriend and a staff writing job that gives him money to burn, but when the dalliance with a sex worker leads to a full-blown preoccupation, he realizes he’s clearly not happy with the status quo. Between facing constant ableism, a toxic boss, and his secret, cash-paid sex life, Elliott is being held together by glue, tape, and too much wine, and he knows it. But how does one go about reclaiming life in a world that makes it clear yours is worth less? —Dahlia Adler