“Portrait of an Addict as a Young Man: A Memoir” by Bill Clegg (out June 7, 2010)
Read the full excerpt in New York Magazine: [Link]
A rising publishing industry star trashes his life during a bender in this intense but callow confessional. Clegg, a literary agent with William Morris Endeavor, tells the story of a two-month crack binge in which he smoked away his literary agency partnership, his $70,000 bank account, 40 pounds (he’s forever cutting new holes in his belt to cinch it to his wasting frame), and his relationship with his devoted long-suffering boyfriend. There’s crazed excess and tawdry sex, but also a sharply etched portrait of the addict’s mindset: the veering between paranoia and a compulsive sociability with the random crackheads he picks up to party with; the shrinkage of the planning horizon to the search for the next hit; the bliss of the high (the warmest, most tender caress… then, as it recedes, the coldest hand); the bender’s unstoppable acceleration until, like a cartoon character running off a cliff, it has nothing left to sustain it. The author’s efforts to impart psychological depth to his addiction—he writes of wan collegiate debauches and a childhood complex about urinating—are less convincing; it’s clear that the binge will end when his money runs out. Though richly rendered, Clegg’s crack odyssey feels like an epic bout of self-indulgence.
