Junkie by Robert P. French

Book Review

Robert P. French

Junkie is the first book in a series about Cal Rogan. I admit to some reluctance to read a book where our hero was in fact a Junkie. Encouraged by my friend Judith Baxter I turned to the first page and was hooked.

What’s makes Cal our true hero is the clear crisp writing, realistic and believable, without any of the self pity and whining and moaning often associated with first person addiction stories.

His path from functioning valued member of society to loss, homelessness, and recovery of sorts, whilst solving obvious and less obvious mysteries makes this a story difficult to put down.

His love/hate relationship with himself and those around him, particularly Roy, and his dead best friend whose relationship with him may or may not have been what he interpreted it as, strikes a chord of the reality we live with every day.

French puts a human face to a population in the shadows. Successes, failures, and in this case mysterious deaths.

The easy path to substance addiction is chilling and leaves one with a ..there but for the Grace of God…type of reaction, and an awareness that all that can change in a moment.

His relationship with his daughter and ex, his desire to be more, to be better is woven through out, partnered with the inability to succeed.

This is a story about perseverance, struggle, being right, being wrong, succeeding and failing. Failing is not the end of the story. This story is more than anything, about HOPE. The thing that drives all of us.

The humanness of the tale, and the characters, the truths both recognized and not recognized are the the truths of our own lives.

French is an excellent story teller, weaving suspense and surprise twists in a delicious fashion that is sublime.

5 thoughts on “Junkie by Robert P. French”

  1. J > I confess to a stumbling block as far as this kind of book is concerned. I find it very very difficult to read a book about someone who has a reputation of this sort, regardless how brilliantly written. I suppose I was brought up to to shun wrong-doers as well as their wrong-doing, rather than wallow in morbid fascination with evil or at least inappropriate lifestyles (modern euphemism – probably would cover this book you review!). My father in law had no such scruples – he would read about everyone from Hitler to Stalin and Pol Pot, stopping along the way with the likes of David Koresch : and as a result my father in law learned a lot about the background conditions which gave rise to these malefactors’ lives. That said, I find your review very interesting, possibly because it is a futher step removed from what subconsciously (an not very logically) I find intolerable to read.

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