I have been thinking back the last few weeks about the non-salad days of separation, getting my life back on track, the usual mid-life introspection that deserves about 6 words and even that may be too much. Then the other night as I was going through my books to decide what to read next, I came across Marc Bojanowski's The Dog Fighter. There is not a lot about this book that I remember from the initial reading. So much has occurred since then and was occurring at the time. However, I remember during all that tumult that this was an emotionally difficult book to get through and yet felt like an accomplishment once I did.
So as I go through the continuous tumult of dealing with life and making a valiant attempt to move forward, I had the urge to revisit this book from some really dark hours, dearest readers. I will be surprised if I have the same reaction to it, but I know it is well written, engaging and at worst forgettable after a few months. It quite possibly is much more than that. As I say, those were bleak times when I first read this. Here's to revisiting the dark side of life in somewhat brighter days.
So as I go through the continuous tumult of dealing with life and making a valiant attempt to move forward, I had the urge to revisit this book from some really dark hours, dearest readers. I will be surprised if I have the same reaction to it, but I know it is well written, engaging and at worst forgettable after a few months. It quite possibly is much more than that. As I say, those were bleak times when I first read this. Here's to revisiting the dark side of life in somewhat brighter days.
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