
“The artificial sweetness fills his heart”
Springsteen reveals himself so much here, finally pulling back the curtain on the life that informed so much of his writing
I never warmed to McCarthy, and I now realise it was because I hadn‘t read this—the master key to his work
This takes a mad detour into Twilight Zone-madness for the last twenty pages, and I loved it
“I was neat, clean, shaved and sober—and I didn‘t care who knew it”🎙
The blurb on the back promises an “epic,” but this is a small story, somehow told over 700 pages