Max Williams ran away from society and from himself for forty years. Every time he escaped he was brought back and punished. But no punishment, however brutal, could break him of the habit. There were only two certainties in his world - that he would end up a lifer and that would never stop trying to escape. The honesty missing from Max's life as a criminal he discovered in his writing. It is often raw, often lyrical, but never dishonest.
Max tells a very honest and raw account of his atypical and fascinating life. From a childhood of poverty he turned to petty crime and was sent to boys homes with shocking abuse, before upgrading to serious crime and the prison system as an adult. The writing is candid, though occasionally unrefined. Williams infrequently gives painfully few details about important events, or introduces new subjects with little warning or context, and for this reason alone I cannot bring myself to give it five stars, as much as I would have wanted to. However, if you find this one buried in a second-hand bookstore, don't pass up an opportunity to read a captivating memoir of hardship, crime, punishment and redemption.