I wanted-no I needed - to enter into this scary, uncertain chapter not as his boyfriend or partner or longtime companion but as his husband. “But if the events of the past two weeks had crystallized anythijg for me, save for the fact that the Universe was totes evil and praying was a complete waste of fucking time, it was that Kit was it for me. In some ways, writing such a book might seem obviously cathartic and desperately important – how could you not celebrate the life and love of someone so deeply important to you?īut for the obviousness of the act, of the impelling need to celebrate everything that was good, and bad (Aussiello is charmingly and refreshingly honest about everything), you need to be enormously brave to go back to the loss of that special someone, the events of which time are seared with pain and loss unimaginable. How else could you view someone like Ausiello who, in the face of no doubt lingering grief – life may return to “normal” but grief has a way of reappearing when it is least expected – has chosen to pen a moving and yet also hilarious recounting of the life he lived with his partner Kit aka Christopher Cowan who succumbed to an aggressive form of cancer in early 2015?
Though I have never met the highly-respected US entertainment journalist, and know him only by his work on TVLine, which he founded, I have come to this opinion based solely on the heartbreakingly-hilarious book Spoiler Alert: The Hero Dies (A Memoir of love, loss and other four-letter words).
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