From Publishers Weekly Starred Review. In this moving debut, a collection of 14 linked essays, Van Meter charts the repercussions of growing up in Missouri with a secret. He delicately charts episodes from his youth, such as baseball practice with his increasingly frustrated father, who couldn't hide his disappointment in his son's disinterest in sports, despite the promise of a new TV. Every time, I'm the small kid who slouches at the quiet corners of the action, stands still and tries not to be noticed. A season of practice culminating in a painful injury allows a new perspective to emerge: This summer, we've been trying to be certain kinds of men we probably weren't ever meant to be. Van Meter recalls, with sensitivity, finally coming out of the closet and the strain it put on his relationship with his best college friend. Before finally speaking those words, I had known I was gay but wasn't ready to admit it...before that, for almost all of my teenage years, I thought I might be gay and was afraid so I prayed every night for it to be taken away. And before that, I didn't know I was gay, but I knew I was different, and I didn't want to be that either. Thanks to Van Meter's honesty, essays on his own childhood, identity, and love have a profoundly universal appeal. (Apr. 1) Read more Review In this moving debut, a collection of 14 linked essays, Van Meter charts the repercussions of growing up in Missouri with a secret. He delicately charts episodes from his youth, such as baseball practice with his increasingly frustrated father, who couldn’t hide his disappointment in his son’s disinterest in sports, despite the promise of a new TV. “Every time, I’m the small kid who slouches at the quiet corners of the action, stands still and tries not to be noticed.” A season of practice culminating in a painful injury allows a new perspective to emerge: “This summer, we’ve been trying to be certain kinds of men we probably weren’t ever meant to be.” Van Meter recalls, with sensitivity, finally coming out of the closet and the strain it put on his relationship with his best college friend. “Before finally speaking those words, I had known I was gay but wasn’t ready to admit it...before that, for almost all of my teenage years, I thought I might be gay and was afraid so I prayed every night for it to be taken away. And before that, I didn’t know I was gay, but I knew I was different, and I didn’t want to be that either.” Thanks to Van Meter’s honesty, essays on his own childhood, identity, and love have a profoundlyuniversal appeal.—Publishers Weekly (starred review)Reading Ryan Van Meter's collection of 14 ruminative essays, If You Knew Then What I Know Now, feels like sitting in the priest's side of a confessional. As Van Meter drifts elliptically between his childhood as a closeted young boy and his life now as an openly gay man, he draws the reader inexorably to this book, and its compelling weight.—Vikas Turakhia, Cleveland Plain Dealer Van Meter has come a long way from the 5-year-old who held his bestie’s hand and said, “I love you.” But in these moving pages, what he tells us about the years in between is every bit as shining and true. —Gina Webb, Atlanta Journal-ConstitutionVan Meter has come a long way from the 5-year-old who held his bestie’s hand and said, “I love you.” But in these moving pages, what he tells us about the years in between is every bit as shining and true.This exploration is crafted with beautiful language and innovative attention to form, surprising the reader as often with humor as with heartbreak. In the end, If You Knew Then What I Know Now makes the coming out story and the coming of age story new again.—BookslutRyan Van Meter’s is both a charming and wounding intelligence. To read a book this observant, this fiercely honest, and this effortlessly beautiful is to feel the very pulse of contemporary American essays.—John D’AgataIf You Knew Then What I Know Now reconstructs the pain and astonishment of coming to know oneself deeply. These essays are insistently honest, darkened by melancholy and yearning, yet polished by prose so lithe, so elegant that Van Meter’s human presence brightens every line. It is truly rare for an essayist to marry dramatically compelling storytelling to rigorous investigations of language; Van Meter investigates both intimate and public forms of language with a highly refined sense of craft and a curious, open heart.—Lia PurpuraIn a culture hungry for consolation and easy answers, it’s a relief to come across a memoir that’s only hungry for the truth. “So how do we learn to be in love?” asks the speaker of Ryan Van Meter’s If You Knew Then What I Know Now. We don’t know, says the soul of his book, which is why I’ll keep coming back to these pure, generous pages again and again.—Paul LisickyIn this moving debut, a collection of 14 linked essays, Van Meter charts the repercussions of growing up in Missouri with a secret. He delicately charts episodes from his youth, such as baseball practice with his increasingly frustrated father, who couldn’t hide his disappointment in his son’s disinterest in sports, despite the promise of a new TV. “Every time, I’m the small kid who slouches at the quiet corners of the action, stands still and tries not to be noticed.” A season of practice culminating in a painful injury allows a new perspective to emerge: “This summer, we’ve been trying to be certain kinds of men we probably weren’t ever meant to be.” Van Meter recalls, with sensitivity, finally coming out of the closet and the strain it put on his relationship with his best college friend. “Before finally speaking those words, I had known I was gay but wasn’t ready to admit it...before that, for almost all of my teenage years, I thought I might be gay and was afraid so I prayed every night for it to be taken away. And before that, I didn’t know I was gay, but I knew I was different, and I didn’t want to be that either.” Thanks to Van Meter’s honesty, essays on his own childhood, identity, and love have a profoundlyuniversal appeal.― Publishers Weekly (starred review)Reading Ryan Van Meter's collection of 14 ruminative essays, If You Knew Then What I Know Now , feels like sitting in the priest's side of a confessional. As Van Meter drifts elliptically between his childhood as a closeted young boy and his life now as an openly gay man, he draws the reader inexorably to this book, and its compelling weight.―Vikas Turakhia, Cleveland Plain Dealer Van Meter has come a long way from the 5-year-old who held his bestie’s hand and said, “I love you.” But in these moving pages, what he tells us about the years in between is every bit as shining and true. ―Gina Webb, Atlanta Journal-Constitution Van Meter has come a long way from the 5-year-old who held his bestie’s hand and said, “I love you.” But in these moving pages, what he tells us about the years in between is every bit as shining and true.This exploration is crafted with beautiful language and innovative attention to form, surprising the reader as often with humor as with heartbreak. In the end, If You Knew Then What I Know Now makes the coming out story and the coming of age story new again.― Bookslut Ryan Van Meter’s is both a charming and wounding intelligence. To read a book this observant, this fiercely honest, and this effortlessly beautiful is to feel the very pulse of contemporary American essays.―John D’Agata If You Knew Then What I Know Now reconstructs the pain and astonishment of coming to know oneself deeply. These essays are insistently honest, darkened by melancholy and yearning, yet polished by prose so lithe, so elegant that Van Meter’s human presence brightens every line. It is truly rare for an essayist to marry dramatically compelling storytelling to rigorous investigations of language; Van Meter investigates both intimate and public forms of language with a highly refined sense of craft and a curious, open heart.―Lia PurpuraIn a culture hungry for consolation and easy answers, it’s a relief to come across a memoir that’s only hungry for the truth. “So how do we learn to be in love?” asks the speaker of Ryan Van Meter’s If You Knew Then What I Know Now . We don’t know, says the soul of his book, which is why I’ll keep coming back to these pure, generous pages again and again.―Paul Lisicky Read more See all Editorial Reviews