Diary of a small fish is not groundbreaking, unique, or genre bending. In the end it’s not really surprising. But I enjoyed the hell out of it. It’s funny, a tad profane, sexy, fast paced enough to keep the reader engaged and could serve as a “how to get around, where to eat, where to play golf(if you're connected and have a fat wallet)and how to talk" manual if one is in Boston or its surrounding environs.
The story is fairly predictable but that never distracted from my enjoyment, and in fact was rather refreshing. Good guys and bad guys are who you think they are and the descriptions of both the political world and the city of Boston ring true, obviously springing from the author’s own experiences and life.
Oh, and I cried once. Not that my tears are such a hard thing for an author to conjure but it was an aspect of the story that displayed Mr. Morin’s substantial literary chops. He weaved the tear inducing scene into the story in a way that was tender, heartfelt and admirable.
The book could do with one last edit for some minor mistakes, missing words mostly, but all in all I would recommend Small Fish and eagerly await more from Pete Morin.
Diary of a Small Fish