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I read this book in one sitting--and I'm about to read it again.

Chee's style is original, simultaneously spare and rich (in the way of poetry), erudite at times, compelling. Unusually intimate and deeply touching.

Edinburgh is about love between men (or boys who become men), but it's far more of a fable than a gay romance. The narrative follows a group of boys abused by a pedophile as they enter their teens. It's unsettling to be so close to the narrator as he navigates this, still hard to be with him in his crippling guilt. Never easy, come to think of it, but that points to the author's skill. The language and the imagery are so beautiful that I never wanted to be anyplace else.