"Aged just twenty-three, James Frey had destroyed his body and his mind almost beyond repair. When he enters a rehabilitation centre to try to reclaim his life, he has to fight to determine what future, if any, he has. His lack of self-pity, cynicism and piety gives him an unflinching honesty - a fearless candour that is at once charming and appalling, searing and darkly funny."
I bought this book for a Christmas present for my Grandma, and it has circled around my family, eventually it landed back with me. A million little pieces is a brutally honest, self critical review of an addicts path of recovery. So far I have not been able to put this book down; the language which Frey uses is a beautiful poetic style, using tripling and repetition to emphasize the disgusting recovery that unravels before him.
I haven't finished the book yet, although I will be writing a full review within the next two weeks.
Nici
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