I just finished reading Downward Dog by Edward Vilga about a week ago and I still can't get it off my mind. I downloaded it to Kindle and found myself highlighting passage after passage of words which I feel like I should live my life by. Vilga includes some real wisdom in this book which can only be shared from experience and influence. I related a lot to the main character, as I've always felt that I want to do my own creative thing and don't like working for other people because I feel like I'm selling myself short. However, the main character seems to have such an affinity with his vices of going out at night, getting drunk and having sordid affairs, that I often felt like I hated him. Women always want men to be perfect... not because they are being bitches, but because they WANT men to deserve them and be worthy of settling down with. This is not to say that women are perfect, because they are not. But I WANTED the protagonist to be perfect... I wanted him to be likeable, and for myself to feel sorry for him whenever things wouldn't go his way, but I couldn't. And I liked that, I liked the battle that I had with myself. It is very rare for a protagonist to be un-likeable, and it is even more rare for readers to continue persevering with a book when they don't like the protagonist. I haven't felt this way since reading Wuthering Heights in fact (I never liked a single one of its main characters!) but something forced me to carry on reading. I felt uncomfortable during most of the book but I feel like that is a good thing because it didn't show an idealist world with a perfect resolution. In the end, the character basically just resolves to continue trying his best. I loved the character's Gigi and Calypso as they seemed so in tune with our purpose on this planet. Like, we are just here to muddle on through and do the best we can! And if we can teach people from our own mistakes, then it is all worth it. Hutch, Janek and Shane found what I would normally expect the protagonist to find which is some form of slightly-unrealistic but heart-warming nonetheless 'happy ending' and although I appreciated the fact that the protagonist didn't find the same, I think it was important that SOMEONE did. To me, it felt obvious that Andrew was the one who spilled the protagonist's secret about the Cleavage Twins. I'm not sure whether that was true, but it certainly seemed it to me. I liked the fact that the protagonist didn't agonize over finding out who was responsible for this turn in his fate, I liked that he just accepted the responsibility and the hand he had in it and ignored the fact that someone else might be to blame. This was one of the things which made him more endearing to me, because unlike Andrew who kicked himself for sending his lover tell-tale flowers, the protagonist just accepted that what he had done was wrong and stupid, and allowed Gigi's words to help him to move on. Finally, and this is just a totally random point that I thought was perhaps the only thing I would have changed about the whole thing, I felt saddened that the protagonist didn't interact much with his family. Family is really important to me and it seemed that his family loved him a lot, but that he didn't realize that the love they had for him would always be unconditional. I would have loved for him to turn to his father before calling Gigi to bail him out, or going to Becker to fix his drama with Diwali and Shane. His father wouldn't even have had to provide any money or anything like that, but just have been there for him. Nonetheless, I really enjoyed this book from cover to cover. I would recommend it to anyone as it is really thought-provoking and reminds me about why I love yoga so much!