This is the story of Jasper, a quirky, egotistical, frequently frustrated and even more frequently funny seventeen-year-old. He's by turns capricious, irritating, charming, scheming and even sweet. The author's 19, which shouldn't be relevant, I know, but somehow is, because this all feels horribly, but enticingly real, like you've actually opened up someone's diary and are in on every hope and fear going through their head. It's like a punked up version of Joe Dunthorne's SUBMARINE. And smacks of the kind of authenticity Skins would kill for. Looking forward to seeing what Brooks comes up with next. Something exciting and unexpected, I should think.