The author of Too Good to Be True: A Memoir has had a rough ride. After a successful first novel or two, he is broke but still pretending to live a comfortable middle-class life, leading to embarrassing chases for small change when he has to buy food for his son. And his girlfriend is not thrilled, either.
What I liked about the book is its candor and the very warm love he has for his son, whose mother fled while pregnant, a love that might, just might motivate the dad to surrender bohemia for a life with more structure, a boring job, but fewer calls from creditors — while waiting for the next break. Quite funny and even inspiring.