Pour Me A Life opens with the author in a dormitory of a private rehab clinic in England where he has checked in to be cured of his alcoholism.
What follows isn't so much a classic recovery story but more a story about his life as a whole, indeed
I'm curious as to why this book is presented as a drinking memoir when it really isn't at all.
Throughout the story jumps back and forth in time and different chapters find the author reflecting on different stages of his life. Some are written about his family, some about his friends and drinking companions but there are also a lot about his various jobs and his quest to become an artist when he was younger. The shifts in time make it feel more like a volume of essays rather than a continuous tale.
Pour Me a Life wasn't at all what I was expecting - yes I did judge the book by its cover...
For the most part it is well written and interesting, I admire the author's insight and honesty and there are some very funny moments but there are also parts of it that meander along in a
somewhat tedious manner.
I enjoyed Pour me a Life for the most part but the unevenness of the tone and tempo meant that I didn't love it, and I'm still confused by that cover...
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