This is a fantastic book about the author's real-life experiences. He explains his hilarious hopes and dreams of becoming Batman. He describes his misfortune in the stock market with option trading. He talks about his bad luck at the casinos that cost him so much he had to file bankruptcy. He talks about his strip club adventures and how they conflicted with his ex-girlfriends. He talks about all the ups and downs in his life. This is a fantastic, funny, yet intelligent book. If you're looking for a book you can keep for many years, this is the book to get.
|Publisher:||Oliver Galang Publishing|
|Product dimensions:||0.50(w) x 5.00(h) x 8.00(d)|
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36-year-old Oliver Galang describes himself as a nerd growing up in a military family with four sisters, never feeling accepted because of his looks. He has published a short book called CARD COUNTING: THE REAL TRUTH IN BLACKJACK but now comes a memoir which is his true writing debut. In this book MY LIFE: GAMBLING, STRIPPERS, BANKRUPTCY, SUICIDE he follows his adventures as a nerd into the strip joints where money could finally buy him attention from women. To support his gambling habit and his spending on strippers he borrowed to the max from his credit cards, an act plunging him into bankruptcy. The deeper into gambling and paying for strippers he delves the worse his financial situation becomes and his dreams of becoming a Batman figure fail - as does about everything else in his life. Galang is obviously gambling with another career here - publishing a book before he has spent time figuring out just what writing a novel is all about. He is intelligent, having graduated from the San Diego State University, and he has published his other blackjack booklet. He has appeared on talk shows because of the topic of this book and is getting some attention. But as far as MY LIFE goes, there is little to no depth about this person for whom we are supposed to care. Yes, it is birthed by the desire 'to share his life experience and hope that people don't end up like him'. Perhaps that is sufficient for readers with gambling or stripper addiction, but to the general reader the book lacks direction and development to register as one to explore just now. Maybe after some re-thinking and studying the art of writing he'll be able to come up with a real novel. But this book is not unlike the instant bubble of computer blogging, and there is enough of that without putting it into print like MY LIFE. Grady Harp