Self-destruction Is Non-negotiable
The story opened in England with Dave, a real estate agent, making a sale and a good commission and he stopped at the pub on his way home. His old buddy Michael was there, they hoisted a few, went to a restaurant to eat, ran into a couple of young attractive girls, drank some more, then started driving home, smoking a couple of joints. Dave, now out of his head, decided to use a car park as a Formula One racing track, which he was enjoying when stopped and arrested by the police. His car was confiscated, he spent the night in jail and as a result lost his career job, his commission, his nice apartment and his BMW. His folks suggested he move back in with them. He spent the next few months, a recluse, feeling sorry for himself. He decided he needed to get away and taking the few funds he had left, he flew to Spain to “clear his head.” This was not the first of his escapades nor the last and his addictions caused his family great pain, especially his mother.
He could speak no Spanish, decided to treat himself to a four star hotel the first night and after drinking the alcohol there, he went out feeling pretty good and entered a Karaoke Bar. He ran into a couple of Brits there, Kelvin and Anthony, who sang, entertained and set up the karaoke gear. They hired David to help with setting everything up. There he met a girl Emma, whom he took back to his room and they finished the night drinking and having sex. In the morning he realized he had spent most of his cash and spent the morning trying to find a cheaper lodging, which he did at a hostel with a small room, single bed, shower and wardrobe.
Per their previous plans, he met the Brits at a bar on the beach, including Kelvin’s beautiful girlfriend Anja. Hungry he ordered a sandwich and was astonished at its cost. He realized he was lucky to have a job to supplement his costs. He did his job fine, ending up drinking with the Brits til he was whacked and spent most of his money on drinks for himself and others. His daily routine was play on the beach, drink, help the Brits in the evening and drink, plus look for an easy lay if available. But then one night Anja was a little too friendly to Dave, Kelvin saw it, beat him up and fired him. His life continued like that until he was out of money, couldn’t find work and couldn’t pay his rent so the landlord tossed him out retaining his belongings until he paid the rent. He ended up sleeping on the beach with a drugged out hippie for a few days with whom he shared his drugs. During this time he met a beautiful girl Rosa whom he drank with and had sex, who later enters his life again, to his misfortune, it turned out. As time passed, he was starving, dirty, and hanging out wherever he could and eating whatever he could find. Eventually he got himself into serious trouble and then truly suffered, facing dire consequences.
This story of an addict is not new, but the author, who is the addict in this tale, tells it day by day as he fought his addictions and then succumbed, sometimes with a little excuse and sometimes with no excuse. When he hits bottom, he does like so many and feeds his hunger in whatever way it takes. The novel is not long and in its own way is a page turner. Once I started it, I kept reading to its end. The author does not ask that the reader feel sorry for him. He is just telling it like it was. Will he one day succumb again, which is the bane of all those addicted? Who knows? I recommend this novel as it is interesting and well written.