I've finished yet another book. I thought I'd take a break from novels and rest my brain box with the memoir of Mr. Russell Brand's My Booky Wook. I'd like to say the book was delightful, but that would be a lie. For the most part I read the book while cringing at his antics and the series of unfortunate events that comprise his youth. Fortunately, so far there is a happy ending to this tale, as Brand is clearly beginning to make his mark in the U.S. and has firmly secured a place in the national psyche of Great Britain - Bravo! I highly recommend this book if sex, drugs, profanity and cheeky humour all in copious amounts does not offend you too much. 7.5/10
I'm already entrenched in my new book, the novel The Almost Moon by Alice Sebold. It's dark .... very dark - I hope the main character shows me some redeeming qualities - soon.
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