Book Review: A Million Little Pieces
Right, so there’s this book… This absolutely incredible book that I’m absolutely in love with. Its called A Million Little Pieces by James Frey, and its just pure perfection. It’s a memoir about drugs, rehabilitation, friendship, recovery, and the journey to sobriety. There has been much controversy with the book being named a ‘memoir’ when many of the facts were altered. I’m not going to go into it because its been done many many times, and I’m really quite over it.
Anyways, this book is magic. I was glued to this book from the very first few pages, and I just couldn’t put it down. Every character in this book is so believable, and so true, and so emotional, and so loveable. I must say that I believed and felt the emotion each of the characters felt, right down to where I’d be feeling rather emotional for no reason. I loved every single one of the characters, and I was so sad when I finally finished the book, because I really wanted to keep reading on about all of my newfound friends.
I really liked how blatant this book was. No shame, no covering up, and no sugar-coating. I really appreciated the honesty, even if most of the book was a lie. I was just so surprised by this book. So surprised by how much I enjoyed it, and how emotionally attached I became. I mean, writing this review several months after reading the book still gets me so emotional. I feel like I’ve known these characters, grown with them, and when I read the last sentence, I was just stunned. I stood there reading it over and over again…
I suggest that each and every one of you read this book. I’m going to be blatantly honest, though. A lot of the content is extremely vulgar, detailed, and very graphic. There’s a lot of language, but you know, once you meet these characters, there’s truly nothing able to stop you from reading on. I’m probably reviewing this book from a very bias angle, considering that this is, and always will be my favourite book.
JUST READ THE DAMN BOOK.
That Joburg Girl