Like Being Killed

Junkies - god they are just awful. They treat themselves so badly, not to mention anyone else with any sort of relationship with them. But this book offers something a little different. Other reviews have said this book is partly (or based on) autobiographical events - which would make it all more interesting. This book sort of offers the ‘thinking persons heroin addict'. Not sure about the reality, but if this is autobiographical, then it supports the clever writing, and articulate descriptions in the book.

Mostly what I like about this book is it is intelligent and readable, unlike other drug-hazed writing (think Burroughs - I hated Naked Lunch, as for me it was pointless rambling).

There is some horrific content in this book (the blurb does warn us of masochism and nihilism), which makes this book an even better discouragement from heading down a heroin route, and why it is better to steer clear of junkies...

I don't want to plot spoil, so I guess I will have to leave the review there...