While the book give some glimpse into Mr. Martin's more private personality, it is a bit like watching slides of someone elses summer vacation. The storys are those of a couple of kids told by a very average writer.
The narrative thread is eliusive and the exposition so slapdash that most storys left me hearing Walker say "I guess you had to be there". I wish I could have been.
The stories reveal far more about the authors motivations than they do the subjects. I couldn't help but sense that this was Mr. Walkers payday for having the good fortune to become friends with a terrific talent, whose privacy prevented even his closest friends to get to know what was going on in Mr. Martins young mind.
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