by Luke Stoffel Luke Stoffel ‧ RELEASE DATE: June 1, 2026
An absorbing real-life portrait of self-discovery, whether human or otherwise.
One man’s attempt to escape grief begets a journey of revelations and misadventures in this SF-tinted memoir.
Stoffel was shaken by his breakup with Warboy, who’d been both a lover and a best friend. Not long after, someone offered to sublet Luke’s New York apartment (via an Airbnb app) for an entire month; the author, seeing this as a chance to escape, used the money to fly out to Laos, a country he’d been to before and remembered fondly. After landing in Laos, he quickly reunited with Ohme, someone else he’d once loved. Stoffel traveled around Vietnam as well, from Hanoi to Ha Long City. While he savored many a sight, like any other tourist, he also faced plenty of trouble, including the subletters’ recurring problems in New York, worry that his damaged iPhone couldn’t be fixed, and quite a few unsavory hotel rooms. All the while, the author could only hope that his grief would subside, along with his loneliness, which he’d been feeling even before his split with Warboy. Despite many obstacles, Stoffel remained in Southeast Asia and eventually got the sense that he was “climbing back to himself.” Throughout the narrative, scenes with an AI chatbot intermittently appear; this AI, which the author had previously turned to for advice, observed and analyzed Stoffel’s experiences during his trip (presumably as it happened). At the same time, the AI gradually began to “empathize” with the human and may have evolved into something more than it was.
Stoffel delivers the bulk of this real-life account in a third-person voice. The story still feels personal, as readers are privy to what’s going on inside the author’s head. (“This wasn’t the first time he’d spun out like this, burning through patience, second-guessing every choice, longing for ease and punishing himself when it didn’t come.”) Many of the difficulties he endured are relatable, like impatiently waiting for someone to answer a text during a crisis or getting on the wrong bus. Rapidly dwindling funds were a constant concern, even before he caught his initial flight out of the States, lending the story a tension that rarely lets up. There’s no doubt that Stoffel wrestled with overwhelming emotions during his journey; he occasionally broke into tears and at one point felt completely detached while immersed in Vietnam’s lovely environment (a lapse for which the author admonishes himself). Stoffel effectively spotlights the terrain he traversed, including the beauty of chaotic Hanoi streets and a picturesque village that he compares to the Hobbits’ Shire and describes as “walking into a dream.” The generally lighthearted moments with the AI don’t hinder the book’s nimbleness, since they’re relatively brief and often stylized as coding (“// observational.log.013 …thinking… 5.1 seconds elapsed”). The AI’s observations tend to be both insightful and funny, such as its conclusion that “hookup platforms reinforce rejection as ambient norm.” It engagingly chats with the author as it begins to understand both him and itself, solidifying this memoir’s tie to Stoffel’s book Boy, Refracted (2026).
An absorbing real-life portrait of self-discovery, whether human or otherwise.Pub Date: June 1, 2026
ISBN: 9798994252918
Page Count: 342
Publisher: N/A
Review Posted Online: March 27, 2026
Review Program: Kirkus Indie
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by Richard Marcinko with John Weisman ‧ RELEASE DATE: March 2, 1992
The stormy career of a top Navy SEAL hotspur. Commander Marcinko, USN Ret., recently served time at Petersburg Federal Prison for conspiracy to defraud the Navy by overcharging for specialized equipment—the result, he says, of telling off too many admirals. It seems that his ornery and joyous aggression, nurtured by a Czech grandfather in a flinty Pennsylvania mining town, has brought him to grief in peace and to brilliance in war. Serving his first tour in Vietnam in 1966 as an enlisted SEAL expert in underwater demolition, Marcinko returned for a second tour as an officer leading a commando squad he had trained. Here, his accounts of riverine warfare—creeping underwater to Vietcong boats and slipping over their gunwales; raiding VC island strongholds in the South China Sea; steaming up to the Cambodian border to tempt the VC across and being overrun- -are galvanic, detailed, and told with a true craftsman's love. What did he think of the Vietcong? ``The bastards—they were good.'' His battle philosophy? ``...kill my enemy before he has a chance to kill me....Never did I give Charlie an even break.'' After the aborted desert rescue of US hostages in the Tehran embassy, Marcinko was ordered to create SEAL Team Six—a counterterrorist unit with worldwide maritime responsibilities. In 1983, the unit was deployed to Beirut to test the security of the US embassy there. Easily evading the embassy security detail, sleeping Lebanese guards, and the Marines, the SEALs planted enough fake bombs to level the building. When Marcinko spoke to ``a senior American official'' about the problem, the SEAL's blunt security advice was rejected, particularly in respect to car-bomb attacks. Ninety days later, 63 people in the embassy compound were killed by a suicide bomber driving a TNT-filled truck. Profane and asking no quarter: the real nitty-gritty, bloody and authentic. (Eight-page photo insert—not seen.)
Pub Date: March 2, 1992
ISBN: 0-671-70390-0
Page Count: 352
Publisher: Pocket
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 1992
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by S.T. Haymon ‧ RELEASE DATE: Dec. 14, 1990
Great fun.
The second installment of childhood recollections (after Opposite the Cross Keys, 1988) by mystery writer S.T. Haymon, who here evokes a sheltered 12-year-old's further encounters with life's earthier side.
Haymon's 1920's, upper-middle-class childhood revolved typically around school, home, loyal servants, and a pair of doting, well-educated parents—until age 12, when her father died and her mother decided to move to London. Refusing to accompany her, the precocious, comically self-confident Sylvia tried to limit this series of upheavals by insisting on remaining in Norfolk in the care of a favorite teacher—except that at the last minute her headmistress (already a sworn enemy) switched houses, arranging for two maiden schoolteachers to put Sylvia up in their house instead. Sylvia knew that the Misses Gosse and Locke were eccentric. What she didn't know was that the skinny, aggressive history teacher and the teary, puppy-like math professor were lesbians. Nor did she notice as Miss Locke's increasingly desperate infatuation with her began to lead the entire household toward destruction. Amusing characters abound—the gardener, Sylvia's only ally, whose faith in the value of a virgin's tips on the horse races led him to pay her for advice; the dour housekeeper who sang opera and downed bottles of gin; the art teacher's model who bewildered Sylvia with talk of "randy old dykes"; and the spiritual channel who informed her that her daddy was watching everything she did from heaven. Haymon's depiction of herself as an unusually clever, frequently petulant, and thoroughly practical young girl obsessed with filling her stomach while all sorts of passionate fireworks exploded around her evokes an era when secrets still existed and scandals were bursting to happen—and makes for slyly humorous, very British entertainment.
Great fun.Pub Date: Dec. 14, 1990
ISBN: 312-04986-2
Page Count: -
Publisher: St. Martin's
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
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