"After my hopes of having sex with my lesbian friends were dashed, there was a lot of talk about how exactly I would catch and transport my sperm to them for insemination."
Voyeuristic tales of buying a male home fertility kit on his lunch break from work, or selecting an appropriate container for the transfer of semen are told alongside insightful and thought-provoking vignettes about family and life in suburban America.
"I end up selecting the smallest disposable container I can find at Wal-Mart. It’s dark blue, and the cardboard packaging suggests it would be good for preserving left-over sauces and gravies, or baby food, even. "
Along the way, the reader is swept into the world of his real life characters - Calyssa and Samantha, the determined moms-to-be, Larry, his conservative and hapless divorced high school friend living in Davis’ basement, and others.
"Larry is drunk again. But tonight it is Samantha - she who doesn’t drink, and who wants to be a mom in the worst way, who spends her time with other people’s children, and probably bites her tongue more than is healthy while doing it, and who has just learned she is not pregnant again this month - who is down." We have hid it well, with our talk of sex and lesbianism, and dogs. And everything else we said or didn’t say tonight."
Part memoir, part philosophy, The Secret Life of a Sperm Donor is a book like no other – a social statement that is edgy, raw, and daring.