“Romance has killed more people than cancer. Okay…maybe not killed but dulled more lives.”
This story is one of a sociopath.
Hurt people hurt people. Say Holden Caulfield was an alcoholic and Lolita was a photographer’s assistant and somehow they met in Bright Lights Big City. He’s blinded by love. She by ambition.
As a result of years of pain and abuse the narrator is trapped inside his own head – after years of alcoholism, he turns to a life of sobriety. Whilst desperately trying to get his life back on track, it later gets turned upside down once more by a preying female. His world comes undone.
Written in first person, this tale is full of misogyny, arrogance and narcissism. Throughout the book the voice of the narrator got on my nerves, as he didn’t feel like an authentic character. In fact, I think the main purpose of the book was to make the reader dislike him; he wants us to pity him.
Penned by an anonymous author, I’m unsure if the story is fiction or non-fiction – the lines are blurred. It is simplistic in places, whilst being raw and full of sadness in others. Some of the things are true-to-life, whilst others are hard to ever imagine being real. Overall, I think this is a bit of a marmite book – you’re likely to either love it or hate it, sadly it just didn’t do it for me.
Published by: NLVI Publishers
Paperback: 143 pages