It starts like this:
My first therapist’s name was Neil Diamond, but he didn’t wear sequins, didn’t bring me flowers, and most certainly did not turn on my heartlight…
I read a lot and not many books have me laughing out loud during the freaking prologue.*
The book is called Rage Against the Meshugenah: Why it Takes Balls to Go Nuts and it was written by one of my favorite writers, Danny Evans.
Yes, THAT Danny Evans. Dad Gone Mad, people. Another one of us bloggers has gone legit.
And Danny makes us look good.
The truth is that I have been a huge fan of his for a couple of years now and I would probably say nice things about his book even if it sucked, but I don’t have to.
I was a little concerned that a book about clinical depression would be a real downer. There are certain topics that hit close to home and “Rage” hit on a couple of these for me. For example, besides just being sports fans and bloggers Danny and I have something else in common, we both lost any faith we had (and by faith I mean a belief system, like me in the corner, me in the spotlight kind of faith) after a miscarriage.
We also have this in common:
I don’t like waking up. I like being awake, obviously, because that is when all the good sports are on TV. But the actual transition from sleep to alertness kind of bums me out.
See? I didn’t have to worry about anything written by Danny being a drag, even if it was a memoir about depression.
There was one thing I should have been concerned about. I should have been worried about reading “Rage Against the Meshugenah” in public. You see, I read the end of the book on the train home from New York. Not to ruin the book for you, but the part where his daughter is born made me cry. Not just a few tears, but the kind of crying where your nose runs and all the people on the train look at you funny and your husband is embarrassed because it probably looks like he did something to make you cry like that.
I assure you (and my fellow train passengers) that it was not Gabe, but Mr. Evans that was making me cry like that and then four minutes later making me laugh just as hard as I had previously cried so that I looked like either an asshole or like I was having the worlds worst mood swings ever.
I am not going to tell you what made me laugh like that because I want you to read the book. I want you to buy the book. I ended up with two copies** of it and I am considering buying another one just because I feel like I should be doing more to contribute to Danny success.
He certainly deserves it.
Rage Against the Meshugenah goes on sale tomorrow (August 4th) and you should all read it because if you like what I write, you will love what Danny writes.
* And I don’t mean LOL either. I mean really laughing out loud.
** Yes, I was given a free copy of the book to review. I somehow got two. I am keeping them both so I can force all my friends to read it. But my point is that for full disclosure Danny asked me to review this for him and I agreed – with bells on.