David Carr

A confessional account of the author's struggles with addiction traces his rise from a crack house regular to a columnist for The New York Times, describing his experiences with rehabilitation, cancer, and single parenthood. 150,000 first printing.

A Reporter Investigates the Darkest Story of His Life. His Own.

The Night of the Gun

I.m. ruzz

I never finished it. I was not engaged. not interested and not awed by his darkness (not nearly as awed as he is). 

Where Nikki Sixx droned on and on about his broken childhood and its role in his addiction, Carr refused to go near any sort of cause + effect. The book is fragmented and really more like a blog than a book because nothing ever leads to anything substantial. snippets of conversations of then badasses, now upstanding folk navel gazing about grouping around the crack pipe. 

or the night of the gun. wherein you might think something happened but it was really just a night where he thought someone else had a gun but he had it (vouchsafing how bad he really was, guh). He didn't shoot anyone. He didn't get shot. 

Bad people are not really that impressed by guns. not in my experience. they are tradecraft. part of the business. not the subject of a book, or a particularly harrowing memory. 

He failed to connect as an addict, or a person, or writer for me.

The Night of the Gun A Reporter Investigates the Darkest Story of His Life. His Own.

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