It was hard for me to engage in this book, I couldn't relate to the author but appreciated his honesty in writing his life story. It was only the last 15 pages that I started to understand the message he wanted to tell, and in his journey to find God.
Autobiographies are not my usual fare. As the final chapters of Some Day I'll Find You reminded me, autobiographies don't always know when to end. For this current book, the end should have been a lot earlier than printed.
Yes, Williams lived a life worth of reading. And he is a good writer. The casual style that moves from prose to poetry to confession is the stuff of a experienced theologian looking back to give an account of his steps. Williams's struggles and joys will not reflect that of the average reader, but then again, why would we read an autobiography of an average person? Unless, of course, it was really well done.
This is not a book I consider to be 'well done'. I liked it. It dragged on some, especially as William's attempted to give his theological rationale for remaining in the church. Yes, we get it, you're really into "self" and "infinity". No matter. Most theologians have moved on from the existential proclivities of the mid-20th Century. Williams is dated by his discoveries, but they are discoveries nonetheless, and worth considering in light of a life of faith and doubt.