Catchy title, and an excellent read.
A highly readable and engaging autobiography of a gutsy woman who, through brains, guts, and determination, carves a niche for herself in not one, but two traditionally male-dominated career paths: the military (the Australian Army, as both an enlisted soldier and later a commissioned officer) and the Private Military Contracting world (hence the tongue-in-cheek use of the word "mercenary" in the book's title).
In the military phase of her life in particular, Neryl had to overcome her physical awkwardness and lack of natural athletic ability (particularly in the running department) in order to persevere and graduate from enlisted boot camp and officer school alike.
Along the way, she also had to cope with multiple heartbreaks (first a dead-end loser druggie boyfriend, and later a would-be fiancé who became the father of Neryl's son Kane but then abruptly left her holding the proverbial bag as a jilted would-be bride and single mum).
Going onto the PMC phase of her life (and book) in Iraq, the author experienced an emotional and professional roller-coaster of triumphs & tragedies, ups & downs....with the negatives including everything from sexist attitudes from certain teammates, to reckless mission planning via poor leadership & management that eventually resulted in the needless tragic deaths of several teammates and treasured friends of the author's, to a vicious rape (and to add injustice and insult to injury, the scumbag rapist bastard got away scot-free).
Yet through the adversity, the author kept fighting on and refused to give up on her dreams (or her son), and she eventually ends up meeting and marrying the man of her dreams and living the happy family life that she desired for so long.
Neryl recounts her story with an articulate writing style and terrific sense of humour that keeps the pages turning. And while I myself am neither Aussie, nor female, nor a parent (no kids that I'm aware of anyway), I *was* both an enlisted servicemember and commissioned officer before becoming a PMC in Iraq (three tours including my current one), so I found much in this book, both positive and negative experiences , that I could relate to based on my own personal experiences.
Well-done, Mrs. Joyce!
RANDOM STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS NOTES AND OBSERVATIONS AND NOTEWORTHY PASSAGES (page #s are from the Nook edition)
--p. 16: "It's no wonder that I despise bullies to this day." Amen!!
--p. 17: "On my tenth birthday, I was given the greatest gift an '80s girl could have asked for: a stereo....I could listen to the radio, play tapes, and, best of all, put on records." Aahh, the good ol' days of pre-digital era home entertainment....
--p. 18: She's a math-ocist! 😮
--p. 19: "I was so excited about my enlistment ceremony the next day I could barely sleep." OutSTANding motivation!!
"....what looked like a bulldog that had taken human form..." Haha!
--p. 20: "It wasn't hard for me to identify my bag: it was the only one that looked as though it had started life in the '70s and then been on a world tour." Haha!
--p. 35: Aussie boot camp grads get to drink on graduation day?!?! Lucky bitches and bastards!!
--p. 38: "The dentists never did PT with our unit" Damn REMF slackers!
--p. 39: "It is important to have good friends to make mistakes with." Hear, hear!
--p. 44: "But I stuck with him, hoping I could change him." An all too common mistake in relationships, committed by males and females alike.
--p. 52: Top graduate of the MP course! OutSTANding, I can relate, hooah!
--p. 54: "This was history. I was going to play a role in it." Another hooah!
--p. 56: "There are no comfortable seats" on a C-130; gee, ain't that the frickin' truth!
--p. 58: Ugh, fucking media.
--p. 67: "I worked my arse off - literally and metaphorically." Gawd, I love this author's sense of humour!
--p. 68: July 2001; wow, so the author finished her officer training the same month and year that I started mine!
--p. 76 "...but, in the end, I decided it was better to show Kane that it paid to take life by the balls." AMEN!! Too bloody right, mate!
--p. 78: Aahh yes, the counter-SAM elliptical descent into Baghdad....
--p. 108: "It was strange how quickly living in a war zone became ordinary." True enough.
--p. 118: Mmmm, Iraqi bread....samoon, by any chance?
--p. 141: Mr. Hankey, the Christmas Poo, haha!
--p. 156: "There I stood, a foreigner in my own country." Yep, kinda feels like an out-of-body experience.
--p. 157: "I had no regrets. I'd worked hard for my money, and it was time to let loose." AMEN!! You only live twice, so make the most of it!!
--p. 185: "Everything happens for a reason." I've been on both the giving and receiving end of the saying soooo many times in my life.
--p: 186: Aw dammit, not Tomahawk and Camel!!
--p. 193: "Trained close protection operatives are taught that automatic transmission cars are the best vehicles to use on missions because if you attacked, the stress and surprise of the incident is generally going to make you stall your car."
Yep, K.I.S.S. principle, but the stick shift aficionados would undoubtedly consider that to be sacrilege.
--p. 195: "But in South Africa, I did things I would not normally have been able to do."
Lekker, Mevrou, lekker! Gotta love the ZSA!
--p. 196: "He had a goatee (as did most of the Americans I met)" Haha, American contractor cultural SOP!
--p. 205: Yes, Neryl, your ice cream story is indeed funny! :-)
--p. 220: "Security guys might be hot, but they're not very good at steady relationships." Hey, ouch!! :-O
Poor Skippy, OUCHIE!!
--p. 226: "the 'love rotation,'" haha, nice!
--p. 229: Ugh, double-whammy; Bruce and Wingnut, fucksake!
--p. 231: All's well that ends well. Way to hang in there and persevere, Neryl!
Technical/Admin Observation: while there are page breaks for transitional purposes , the author doesn't use actual separate Chapter numbers. Nothing wrong with it, but certainly different and unusual for a book of any lengthy narrative.