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Tweak: Growing Up on Methamphetamines written by Nic Sheff Studio : Ginee Seo Books by Ginee Seo Books Publisher : Ginee Seo Books Released : 2008-02-19 Availability : Usually ships in 1-2 business days Number of Items : 1 EAN : 9781416913627 Avg. Customer Rating: (based on 90 reviews)
List Price : $16.99 Our Price : $6.80
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Nic Sheff was drunk for the first time at age eleven. In the years that followed, he would regularly smoke pot, do cocaine and Ecstasy, and develop addictions to crystal meth and heroin. Even so, he felt like he would always be able to quit and put his life together whenever he needed to. It took a violent relapse one summer in California to convince him otherwise. In a voice that is raw and honest, Nic spares no detail in telling us the compelling, heartbreaking, and true story of his relapse and the road to recovery. As we watch Nic plunge the mental and physical depths of drug addiction, he paints a picture for us of a person at odds with his past, with his family, with his substances, and with himself. It's a harrowing portrait -- but not one without hope. |
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Story of a spoiled brat. Cry, cry, cry, whine, whine, whine...... |
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WoW! What a crybaby! Pathetic. He comes from a good family with money and lots of privileges but whimpers about his "pain". Hey, buddy, try working to help support your lower class family and watching your Mom die for lack of affordable medical care like I did. I am bipolar like this jerk, too. I never resorted to illegal drugs. He had too much time on his hands. Instead of working on his "pain" he does the easy, rich white boy thing and turns to drugs. Then he decides to follow his daddy and "write" a incoherent, messy, amateurish book about his "pain" and use of drugs. I have pain from knowing I wasted time from my life reading this whining baby's confused ramblings. I am not so sure he was off drugs when he wrote this junk. This guy is an attention seeker and a loser. |
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Alright... |
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This book was alright... The style it was written in was unique, yes...but I'm not sure I was fond of it. There was a lot of summing up involved in it as well...he seemed to go into detail about using drugs and then just summed up the outcome, it was a little strange. Near the end of the book I had no sympathy for him it just vanished...he's very arrogant. In the end I pushed myself to really finish reading because I was already halfway through. In any case, it was an alright book...I did learn some things from it but I wouldn't recommend it to anyone. |
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Tweak by Nic Sheff |
I totally enjoyed this book and learned a lot from it too. I enjoyed the author's honesty throughout the whole book that made it real, and worth reading. I learned a lot from this book even though I am a lot older than the author, I think he is an incredible person and a great writer, vivid and very interesting. I learned some things from him that I will keep for the rest of my life and share with my two sons. One who is an ex meth user and I hope for good. In fact, he is the one that told me to read the book after his father gave him "A Beautiful Boy by Nic's dad. I give this book the maximum stars!!!
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A Hardcore Look |
This book was an honest, hardcore look at Nic's life as a drug addict. Nic was a talented, smart teenager who started drinking and taking drugs. This book describes in detail his life when he was using and in recovery. I read this after I read Beautiful Boy, and it was very interesting in that it filled in some of th gaps in Beautiful Boy. When Nic disappears for long periods of time in his father's book, he tells us what he was doing in Tweak.
Nic Sheff writes this book using his own language, the langueage he used when living on the streets and using. It is easy to read, but difficult to swallow. Tweak is a very scary book, because it is real. I highly recommend this book for every parent and every teenager that may think it is cool to try drugs. |
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Poorly written, a shame. |
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I didn't finish this book. Not because I wasn't interested in the subject, but because the writing left me frustrated. I found the author's repetition of the phrase "or whatever..." to be very distracting. The book seemed to have been published after only one draft, and I didn't care about any person in it. Another "quirk" seemed to be a kind of laziness in the writing (though, as we get to know the author's tastes and heroes, it is understandable). Some examples of this are his constant use of the word "some" after such statements as 'it had begun to rain, or he had stopped crying or vomiting'. The same goes for "things". The word seemed to end every list of objects in the book. To me, these are small problems that could have been fixed by an editor. Perhaps, all involved were trying to portray the author as a scrappy Gen-Xer with no time on his hands to tune up his work, instead of keeping the reader at a distance by creating muddy prose. Fine, but after a hundred pages of this sort of thing, it wears thin. Mr. Sheff lost me, and therefore, I learned nothing from his tale. |
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