Enlivened by humor and brisk prose, Steinberg’s unflinching tale is far more compelling than most recovery memoirs.
Refreshingly unsentimental account of an addict’s descent into hell and tentative journey back.
Chicago Sun-Times columnist Steinberg (Hatless Jack: The President, the Fedora, and the History of American Style, 2004, etc.) was living his own version of the American dream: a big house in the Chicago suburbs, a devoted wife, two adorable kids—and a drinking habit that was growing steadily, Jack Daniels by tumbler of red wine by surreptitious swig of rue-flavored schnapps. For years, he didn’t think his drinking was a problem. After all, he was a big-city daily newspaper columnist, a hard-drinking profession if ever there was one. But Steinberg’s rosy illusions were destroyed for good after a day-long bender during which he slapped his wife and landed in jail. Publicity and a court-imposed 28-day stint in rehab followed. After that came a months-long roller coaster of Alcoholics Anonymous meetings followed by binges followed by remorse, followed by still more meetings. Steinberg doesn’t gloss over the ugly realities of sobriety. Unmitigated by a shot of whiskey in his afternoon cocoa and a few glasses of wine on the commuter train home, suburban existence was crushingly boring. At monotonous meetings, he played board games and batted around balloons with people he wouldn’t have talked to in the real world. The whole “higher power” notion, critical to the AA recovery process, was a tough sell for an atheist; Steinberg eventually decided it was his wife. “As much as I love to drink—as much as I loved to drink,” he writes, “the bedrock truth is I love her more.” Instead of romanticizing recovery, he does something much more difficult and effective: He acknowledges, even celebrates, the allure of the drinking life and sees his year of sobriety as both “a triumph” and “little more than a good start.”
Enlivened by humor and brisk prose, Steinberg’s unflinching tale is far more compelling than most recovery memoirs.Pub Date: June 1, 2008
ISBN: 978-0-525-95065-3
Page Count: 288
Publisher: Dutton
Review Posted Online: May 19, 2010
Kirkus Reviews Issue: May 1, 2008
BOOK REVIEW
BOOK REVIEW
The author's youthfulness helps to assure the inevitable comparison with the Anne Frank diary although over and above the...
Elie Wiesel spent his early years in a small Transylvanian town as one of four children.
He was the only one of the family to survive what Francois Maurois, in his introduction, calls the "human holocaust" of the persecution of the Jews, which began with the restrictions, the singularization of the yellow star, the enclosure within the ghetto, and went on to the mass deportations to the ovens of Auschwitz and Buchenwald. There are unforgettable and horrifying scenes here in this spare and sombre memoir of this experience of the hanging of a child, of his first farewell with his father who leaves him an inheritance of a knife and a spoon, and of his last goodbye at Buchenwald his father's corpse is already cold let alone the long months of survival under unconscionable conditions.
Pub Date: Jan. 16, 2006
ISBN: 0374500010
Page Count: 120
Publisher: Hill & Wang
Review Posted Online: Oct. 7, 2011
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Jan. 15, 2006
A moving meditation on mortality by a gifted writer whose dual perspectives of physician and patient provide a singular...
A neurosurgeon with a passion for literature tragically finds his perfect subject after his diagnosis of terminal lung cancer.
Writing isn’t brain surgery, but it’s rare when someone adept at the latter is also so accomplished at the former. Searching for meaning and purpose in his life, Kalanithi pursued a doctorate in literature and had felt certain that he wouldn’t enter the field of medicine, in which his father and other members of his family excelled. “But I couldn’t let go of the question,” he writes, after realizing that his goals “didn’t quite fit in an English department.” “Where did biology, morality, literature and philosophy intersect?” So he decided to set aside his doctoral dissertation and belatedly prepare for medical school, which “would allow me a chance to find answers that are not in books, to find a different sort of sublime, to forge relationships with the suffering, and to keep following the question of what makes human life meaningful, even in the face of death and decay.” The author’s empathy undoubtedly made him an exceptional doctor, and the precision of his prose—as well as the moral purpose underscoring it—suggests that he could have written a good book on any subject he chose. Part of what makes this book so essential is the fact that it was written under a death sentence following the diagnosis that upended his life, just as he was preparing to end his residency and attract offers at the top of his profession. Kalanithi learned he might have 10 years to live or perhaps five. Should he return to neurosurgery (he could and did), or should he write (he also did)? Should he and his wife have a baby? They did, eight months before he died, which was less than two years after the original diagnosis. “The fact of death is unsettling,” he understates. “Yet there is no other way to live.”
A moving meditation on mortality by a gifted writer whose dual perspectives of physician and patient provide a singular clarity.Pub Date: Jan. 19, 2016
ISBN: 978-0-8129-8840-6
Page Count: 248
Publisher: Random House
Review Posted Online: Sept. 29, 2015
Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 15, 2015
PERSPECTIVES
© Copyright 2025 Kirkus Media LLC. All Rights Reserved.
Follow
Popular in this Genre
We can’t wait for you to join Kirkus!
It’s free and takes less than 10 seconds!
Already have an account? Log in.
OR
Sign in with GoogleTrouble signing in? Retrieve credentials.
Welcome Back!
OR
Sign in with GoogleTrouble signing in? Retrieve credentials.
