Growing Nowhere Slowly
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Sometimes, the hardest roads lead to the most beautiful destinations. In this gripping and raw memoir, embark on a journey through the harrowing experiences of a young boy overshadowed by an older sibling. Struggling under the weight of a narcissistic mother and a psychopathic brother, he battles feelings of inadequacy and isolation.
As the second-born, without a father figure to guide him, he endures manipulation, cruelty, and abuse. The scars—both physical and emotional—run deep, but his resilience remains unshakable. Set against the turbulent backdrop of apartheid, his personal struggles mirror the social unrest of the time, intensifying his battle against seemingly insurmountable odds.
Yet, with every fall, he rises, driven by an unwavering determination to find light in the darkness. Will he conquer his demons and achieve redemption, or will his choices lead to self-destruction?
Join him on a journey through endless roads that seem to lead nowhere, as he yearns for a place to call home. This unforgettable true-life story will resonate long after the last page is turned.
Order “Growing Slowly Nowhere” today and be inspired by a testament of resilience that will stay with you long after you close the book.
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Guilty pleasure revealed! I enjoy reading true stories immensely. So, when GROWING SLOWLY NOWHERE by Iwan Ross found its way under my watchful eyes, I jumped at the chance to read this riveting book. The description immediately hooked me... and so along I went and lost myself within the pages.
Lost is an apt word to describe my reading journey. The author's life unravelled like a train moving cross country and I was vested in his true story. So many ups and downs. The author's earnest tone was the icing on the cake. His urgency was felt in the way he strung his words together and depicted his life in great detail.
The author's relationship with his mother broke my heart. I could tell he was always trying to make his life better, trying valiantly to rise about whatever cards life dealt him. Thus far, he lived life with determination and gusto, inspiring the reader to keep moving forward when difficult waves threaten to disrupt their world.
Verdict: 5/5 Nothing dull here... a truly entertaining read. I can tell I won't soon forget this true story.
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In his memoir Growing Slowly Nowhere, Iwan Ross writes about growing up in apartheid-era South Africa. His life throws readers not only into a world of injustice but also into one with a manipulative mother and brother.
Despite the troubling contents, which also include abuse and a local criminal hierarchy, the narrator manages a friendly, inviting tone. In fact, the narrative feels much like a weekly blog or newspaper column, with the end of each chapter teasing what lies ahead. It even manages a good deal of optimism.
Initially, that first-person style seems playful to the extent that the narrator sounds somewhat unreliable, even implying with a Mark Twain flair that what he says might not stick with the truth. As the story unfolds, Iwan Ross reveals a unique style that captures the human tendency of not wanting to grapple with too much pain and loss at the same time. His glimpses forward keep hinting at just why he keeps giving more chances to loved ones who only seem determined to hurt him. Somehow, the narrator’s life remains vibrant amidst an atmosphere of injustice. Rather than avoiding reality, he reveals it in gradual steps as his painful life experiences make him more insightful and resourceful.
With Growing Slowly Nowhere, Iwan Ross delivers a creative work that provides both entertainment and hope to the reader. The charming style and vivid descriptions will make readers glad they joined him on a sometimes painful but never boring journey.
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This book is hands down the best memoir/autobiography I’ve ever read. From the moment I started, I was captivated and shocked. I’ve never encountered anyone so brave and brutally honest. I sincerely hope the author writes a follow-up, focusing solely on his relationship with his narcissistic mother. She’s depicted so well, realistically evil, that I wanted to reach through the pages and… well, throttle her! This memoir deserves an award and wider recognition. Read it; read it again and again. I’ve never made so many notes and annotations in any other book. Tonight, I’m going to reread it, probably while finishing a bottle of wine (or two). Tears of deep sadness well up, mixed with immense pride for the author. Cheers!