09 September 2010 ~ 0 Comments

What Didn’t Kill Me Hurt Like Hell By Jerry Eudy

Memiors are my favorite genre so I read a good bit of them when given the opportunity. I ran across this book and thought it sounded interesting, so I happily grabbed it and read it shortly thereafter. I’m not exactly sure what I was expecting. I’m giving this book three stars but only because I know I can’t say I’d recommend it, but at the same time, I didn’t hate it. The author has obviously been through a lot. He waits a while to tell you that the reason his writing is so choppy and short is because of the brain injuries. I suppose that should be self-explanatory, but I was close to giving up. I’m not sure how I feel about it either, should he have written it as-is or should he have gotten a co-author? I simply don’t know.

It was an interesting read, for sure. I learned a lot and my sympathies run deep for the author. I enjoyed how honest he was about himself and about his feelings.

BUT… (there’s always a but right?)

I could have done without the whining. I really wanted him to shut up, grab himself by his bootstraps and get it together. Do the best he could with what he had. I wanted him to find his redemption. I’ve said before that all memoirs need that pivotal moment when the author finds what they need. This was an unfinished book in my opinion. He should have waited to write it until he’s gotten himself together. Yes, he has a brain injury. Yes, he has medical bills. Yes, his life sucks. Well, so? What’s next? What did he do to better himself? Where’s that moment of “shut up or put up?”. The whining, honestly, goes on a little too long. He needed to stop feeling sorry for himself, basically.

I’m not sure if I recommend this or not. I think if you or someone you love have had a brain injury, you should absolutely read it or if you’re really curious from my review… but I’m not positive that the average reader or memoir reader would walk away without a lot from this book.

Description:
Have you ever had one of those days, gone to sleep, woke up and then had another one? Two accidents seventeen months apart with three brain injuries, leg injuries, spine damage and other injuries. What didn’t kill me hurt like hell. I have never felt any strength from any of it. This describes how to go from living an average life to simply existing.

Rating: ★★★☆☆

Book count for 2010: 64

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