This is one of those books that's pretty well summed up by the title and subtitle. There's not a lot more to say, really. But I'll flesh it out a little -- the first two chapters are primarily focused on his pre-alcohol life to gain some insight into his alcoholism. He begins by saying that he doesn't know why he's an alcoholic, he doesn't know what made him one -- moreover, it doesn't matter. What does matter is that he is an alcoholic. That doesn't stop him from thinking and writing about his childhood -- not in an effort to justify or explain away his alcoholism, but to understand it. He explains some early emotional experiences, as part of this -- and even his earliest memories of OCD.
This might be the closest I've gotten to understanding the compulsion's sensation:
I didn't feel right or complete until I had done specific tasks.
Even after I did them, there was still a lingering sense that something was off. When people ask me to describe it, the best I can do is to say it’s like an itch that can’t be scratched- kind of like when the top of your mouth tickles, and you use your tongue to scratch it, but it doesn’t really help because your tongue just isn’t the right instrument to scratch an itch.
It’s like that.
Then he explained his initial drinking experiences and how alcohol made him feel. It reminded me of a similar passage in Mose Kasher's memoir of addiction.
I always felt a void and had no idea how to fill it.
Alcohol filled that void perfectly.
It took me out of myself.
I could relax. . . .
Alcohol quelled the OCD too.
I didn’t clean when I was drunk.
It didn’t bother me that things weren’t in their place.
I didn’t sweat the small stuff, so to speak.
And I knew I wasn’t sweating it. That was the beauty of it.
It's so easy for people -- especially for non-addicts -- to pin drugs and alcohol use and abuse to people who are partying or having a good time and can't stop. For Kasher, it was about feeling normal; for Keefe it's about quieting the OCD, about not having the self-doubt and insecurities that plagued him. It's about self-medicating. Addiction's never more understandable to me than when I hear someone talking like that -- who wouldn't want that experience? Forget about feeling good, just getting to neutral -- no problems.
Anyway, from there Keefe spends a few chapters talking about his experiences drinking -- at one point he says that other addicts' war stories never impressed him, and initially you get the feeling that's hypocritical because he talks a lot about some of the stupid or out of control things he did while drinking. But he never glorified the experience, he never celebrates what happened -- it's just a list of things he did. Like reciting the tasks (largely routine) at work you completed one week. More than once I found myself wondering how Keefe is still living -- and he probably did, too, while writing it.
He then talks about his early days of recovery -- his early 12-Step days and when it started to work for him, and how that changed his life. How being sober didn't fix all of his problems, and how he still has impulse control issues and what he's done to minimize the problems that causes him. Then he discusses his current circumstances, with a few years of sobriety behind him -- how he's doing, what he's doing with himself, and that he's still an alcoholic, living in fear of stumbling.
Those last couple of chapters, in particular are really powerful.
I'm a little of two minds about this book -- you can see from what I've quoted how this book reads. Paragraphs that are 1 or 2 sentences long (there are some that are a little longer), some aren't even complete sentences. The book largely reads like a very detailed outline -- at best like a good first draft. Also, the timeline's a little fuzzy and his knack for not using names all the time when talking about his life doesn't help keep things clear.
None of that keeps the book from making an impact. It's moving, it's powerful, and you have a very real sense of what he went through. So Keefe's not Tobias Wolff or Frank McCourt -- who cares? The book accomplishes what he sets out to accomplish, is insightful, touching and inspiring. That's good enough for me.
Disclaimer: I received this book from the author in exchange for this post and my honest opinion, which is what I provided.