The day was flat.
Shuggie Bain, Douglas Stuart Grove Atlantic 2020
Been a while since I read someone writing so vividly. This is an appealing story because of its style and imagery, and also severely depressing because of its images and stories.
The depictions of addiction, recovery and sabotage (intentionally and unknowing) is rough and tough, a trainwreck that just refuses to stop.
There's no such thing as a final opinion. 