No one is spare from being a child. But to unfortunate others, they are spared of their childhood.
In this compelling memoir, Burroughs generously recounts his early years living with his psychotic mom Dierdre, negligent father Norman, barely visible brother, and ironically crazy family of his parents’ psychiatrist Dr. Finch.
Funny and witty are both understatements to the style of writing put in this book. Burroughs shares how he felt for his first boyfriend Neil; less talk, more sex, and much more devoutness. He also introduces the Finch family through itemizing the bizarre interiors of their pink house, writing down their curses, up to revealing some of their wildest take on faith and destiny.
For a memoir to be this keen and vain, it is undoubtedly written by someone whose observation of his childhood translates to life long-kept memories, and only through writing them could he be able to say his childhood is so F***ed up. In the end, I thank him for sharing his stories and make me be grateful of mine.
I read it in the jeepney, in the house and in the office, and I feel lucky to read Burroughs, for he has a great sense of entertainment.
Segue: ABNKKBSNPLAko and Stainless Longganisa are two entertaining memoires of Filipino satirical author penned as Bob Ong. You might want to read them first before going foreign.
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