I started watching Leah Remini’s documentary on A&E about Scientology and have been fascinated with it. I have a self-admitted fascination with how different faiths work, especially those of a more controversial nature. It was what led me to the library to find this book. And I haven’t been able to put it down since.
One of the things I most appreciate about this book is that Remini doesn’t try to portray herself as anyone other than who she is. She doesn’t clean it up for a book. She presents her story as if she were telling it to you over a cup of coffee, f-bombs and all. And she presents it with truth and honesty, not only describing her issues with the church, but putting her faults and those of her loved ones with equal measure. There are no holds barred and that really gave legitimacy to what she had to say.
The book is about her experience with Scientology and that with Hollywood. For her, the two experiences have been largely entwined. There really was no line separating Scientology from any other part of her life. Her career, her family, her friends, even her marriage… all highly dictated and controlled by her church. It is an eye-opening read.
Overall: No matter what your personal thoughts or beliefs, this is a fascinating read. It is honest, deep, and sometimes very dark. I highly recommend this book if you are looking for an intense personal story.
This is a story about a golden Retriever named Tricks and the humans she dotes upon :)
Some of you _ who have read this, will know what I'm talking about _ will probably laugh, and call me exaggerated ;)
Look I love dogs and cats: that's why I sometimes find myself without knowing what to do with my life, when I think of all the animals that I've taken care, and the ones that I still have in my life. Up until two weeks ago I used to feed thirteen cats, now they're only twelve, and once again I feel as if part of my heart was ripped.
Then there's the blame and guilt, because I can't take them to top notch vets, which leaves me always wondering if they would be alive if I had. My head goes into overdrive, and its only due to the meds that I take, that I keep going.
People keep abandoning cats outside my house, and if I don't take them, most of them die on the street.
Why I am telling this?
Because reading is an escape from reality, and sometimes I don't want to read books that have animals in them ( most of the times they end up dead or being hurt!).
From the beginning I could see that this was going to be a story about a dog... maybe because the author wouldn't shut up about all of Tricks wonderful nature...
I got to the middle of the story and I got kind of tired of it. Even loving dogs.
But then saturday, 19 th happened, and I lost my cat Fiona, and somehow reading about Tricks helped me.
I started questioning me: can't you see yourself in Bo in the way she mostly prefers her dog to the rest of the world?
Aren't I a slave of my diva cats, the way she is about Tricks?
I am. And I hope I will be for the longest time ever.
The rest of the story, the developing romance was okay, I guess. Kind of hard to evaluate a romance when I mostly feel numb.
As for the thriller part I also felt that it could have been more developed.