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Aug 18, 20151aa rated this title 2.5 out of 5 stars
An overly long book: about eighty percent of it is the authors own waffling on about himself. He has the weird ability to talk about buggering a total stranger in a public park with the hope of getting AIDS, but is able to spin it, like a fifteen year old perfidious girl, into something that we should feel sympathy towards him. Some of what he says is so preposterous as to make one laugh out loud (eg., "I knew I wanted to be a novelist when I was three years old.") The tone of the book is grating, for it reads like a 440 page article from a major newspaper.