Reviewed by Jeannine
This novel is about Charlie Weir - his life, loves, and disappointments. Not only is he suffering from the effects of a dysfunctional family (aren’t we all?) but also personal injustice, and to keep you on your toes - tragedy.
Charlie is a New York City psychiatrist whose clients are the Vietnam Veterans suffering post traumatic stress syndrome. His sexual encounters and behavior are why he has no grip on reality because he lives in a world of expectations that leave him longing for love and family. He bounces from one sexual encounter to another. A word of caution to any possible readers: the sexual descriptions and language are explicit and I personally did not care for them; especially when women are called the “c” word.
Actually, I didn’t really care what happened to Charlie Weir. This book was not good and I don’t recommend it at all, to anyone. Mr. MCGrath’s writing style is choppy and disorganized. Don’t waste your time.
Rating:1 out of 5 stars for effort.
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Reviewed by Jeannine
This novel is about Charlie Weir - his life, loves, and disappointments. Not only is he suffering from the effects of a dysfunctional family (aren’t we all?) but also personal injustice, and to keep you on your toes - tragedy.
Charlie is a New York City psychiatrist whose clients are the Vietnam Veterans suffering post traumatic stress syndrome. His sexual encounters and behavior are why he has no grip on reality because he lives in a world of expectations that leave him longing for love and family. He bounces from one sexual encounter to another. A word of caution to any possible readers: the sexual descriptions and language are explicit and I personally did not care for them; especially when women are called the “c” word.
Actually, I didn’t really care what happened to Charlie Weir. This book was not good and I don’t recommend it at all, to anyone. Mr. MCGrath’s writing style is choppy and disorganized. Don’t waste your time.
Rating:1 out of 5 stars for effort.
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