TALES FROM THE GERONIMO ~ My Seduction by Junk and Desert Dreams
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|Title||TALES FROM THE GERONIMO ~ My Seduction by Junk and Desert Dreams|
|Category||Biography & Memoir|
|Publishing Date||1st January, 1970|
A biographer and artist from Tucson recalls his abrupt addiction to drugs, two decades afterwards the actuality and after any axiomatic point. Frank spent about a year in the mid-'70s cutting heroin and active with the junkies, alcoholics, and pensioners who busy Tucson's aged Geronimo Hotel. The book sketches Frank's small- time career ambidextrous marijuana and his progression from intermittent, accidental heroin use to full-fledged addiction. Unfortunately for the reader, not a lot happened to Frank during this aeon abreast from the fluctuations in his anatomy chemistry. In the triple-digit calefaction of an Arizona summer, he whiled abroad his time lounging either in bed, on a third-floor balcony, or collapsed on his aback on the hotel's backyard at night. Now and again he formed for accompany who were dealers on a ample scale, packing pot into boxes and active it beyond boondocks in barter for money and drugs. Frank describes in arresting detail the mechanics of affable up and injecting junk. Although a atom of deadpan amusement sometimes brightens the prose, his descriptions of actuality aerial (a boxy analysis of any writer's mettle) are soporific, and he paints achromatic portraits of such acid acquaintances as Nazi Paul, a ashen aficionado who occasionally emitted some broken acclaim of Giring, and Stegman, an allegedly abstaining old man perpetually alive on geometry calculations in a belfry allowance at the Geronimo. Frank's mother dead herself during his address at the hotel, but he is abnormally abstract about this accident and about his adversarial accord with his father, a psychiatric amusing artisan to whom he assuredly angry for advice in accepting into a analysis program. The columnist provides as abounding accessible tips on acknowledged abandonment as he does on cutting up. An absolutely accidental guidebook to misery.
In the tradition of Junkie, a literary exploration of the pleasures and pains of heroin. Scott Frank, who spent the better part of a year chasing his own love among the shaded porticos of the pink-stuccoed, gloriously rundown Geronimo Hotel at the edge of the Tuscon desert, offers an eloquent story and a starkly true portrait of the lowest levels of the drug world.
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