Those places, mostly religoius, wrap around the story. If you don't like religious overtones, or expect your narratives to be told on a straight and fast steady line, A Hell of Mercy
I'm writing this review (and one for a newspaper as well) while listening to Colin Hay's Going Somewhere
It's odd listening to it when there's so much joy in my life. I wish I could go back to my two-year younger self, touch her on the shoulder and let her know everything really would turn around like people said, and that I would stitch my heart back up and move on to find joy and love with someone so much better for me. I wonder if I would have listened.
Probably not. First, I would have thought myself nuts for seeing a 28 year old version of myself, like I was caught in some weird Back to the Future II moment. Second, I was stuck on that office floor, and anchored down to the point that I thought things would never change. That spring and fall -- the bookends for writing my book -- were some of the worst time periods of my life. If I was stuck in that spot permanently, I don't know what I would have done.
Farrington writes about what I can only guess that experience was life, and how he clawed his way out. In that sense, it's a positive book. But the getting to the end -- it's daunting.
Here's the "Waiting for My Real Life to Begin" -- it's words only but worth the listen:
I'd first heard the song on Scrubs -- different meaning and feel, but still: a powerful song:
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