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by Heather Byer

eBook Sweet: An Eight-Ball Odyssey ePub
Author: Heather Byer
Language: English
ISBN: 159448290X
ISBN13: 978-1594482908
Publisher: Riverhead Trade (March 4, 2008)
Pages: 320
Category: Individual Sports
Subcategory: Outdoors
Rating: 4.4
Votes: 127
Formats: doc azw lrf azw
ePub file: 1587 kb
Fb2 file: 1676 kb

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Sweet : an eight-ball odyssey.

Heather Byer’s gutsy Sweet: An Eight-Ball Odyssey opens a window onto the dark world of New York’s pool halls. One part memoir, one part suspenseful sports writing, Sweet follows Byer’s quest to master a difficult and misunderstood game. As she negotiates her way among pool sharks and through league matches and barroom romances, she offers a sharp, savvy perspective on desire, ambition and the galling disadvantage of being a woman determined to play a man’s game. And win. Byer became a pool convert in 1999, when she was in her early 30s.

Sweet: An Eight-ball Odyssey.

When Heather Byer moved to New York from the Midwest in the early 1990s, she was like thousands of newcomers before her: wholesome, overeducated, ready to jump head-first into the ruthless, exciting world of literature or film. She eventually built a successful career as a movie executive, only to realize that something was missing from her life. She was stuck - stuck in a lifestyle of fancy lunches and high-powered temper tantrums, of working too hard for too little personal fulfillment. Sweet: An Eight-ball Odyssey. Riverhead Books, 2007.

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The book clips along when she’s observing characters and painting scenes (another team’s captain is a loud, furious woma. ith a mop of purple dreadlocks and an enormous ass that makes her look as if she’s wearing a futon ) but slows to a trudge during lengthy game descriptions.

The book clips along when she’s observing characters and painting scenes (another team’s captain is a loud, furious woma. ith a mop of purple dreadlocks and an enormous ass that makes her look as if she’s wearing a futon ) but slows to a trudge during lengthy game descriptions and chapters (like one on the roots of the game) that seem.

Recounts how the author, a New York journalist, took up playing pool as a means of alleviating stress, in a memoir that traces her experiences, from her attendance at instructional classes and her attempts to find a team to her unexpected wins and losses. Reprint.
This book is informative, interesting and easy to read without becoming boring. I liked the way the author described her experiences and how she related those experiences to the theme of the book. I highly recommend this book to everybody.
A fun and entertaining memoir from an enchanting new author, Heather Byer, about the life and times of an out-of-town girl learning to play pool. I haven't been able to put it down: I might even have to start playing pool when I'm done.
Propulsive, addictive, such a deeply satisfying read. Makes low-stakes pool a metaphor for breaking through all kinds of barriers. One of the best memoirs.
A genuine heartfelt well-told tale. Liked it a lot.
This is a delightful book, one that took me by surprise as memoir qualifies as my least favorite genre. But I started reading it, largely because I am a New Yorker (by adoption if not birth) and I like pool - not enough to brave the New York chapter of the American Poolplayers Association, but enough for misty-eyed memories of summers at my grandfather's table in Austin, Texas. That the author, Heather Byer, is far more certain in her literary voice than she is in her 8-ball skills makes her a terrific companion on every page, especially in her deft portraits of the Manhattan pool-bar world.
As a female and a bona fide pool addict I tend to read just about every pool story I can get my hands on. Almost always, said story is about the adventures of pool hustlers and gamblers. While I can appreciate the fortitude and skill a "hustler" must possess in order to survive, they often boil down to seedy, conniving characters that have to steal from unsuspecting weaker players to make a living... and they're proud of it! It's refreshing to read about the passion and allure that drew the author to a game that has a purity for many, an endless fascination for others, and even becomes a religion to the truely annoited - and all from a woman's perspective. While Byer's narrative gives her away as a lower skilled player, her passion for the game and the comraderie and fulfillment she finds while shooting for her pool team is contagious. It had me itching to go out and practice, to listen to the quiet click of the balls, to feel the satisfaction that comes with every good shot, to engage in the thrill of competition.
...or for anyone looking for a story about transformation.

Anyone who plays pool, however casually, will appreciate Byer's descriptions of nail-biting games. And anyone who has tried to learn something new as an adult will appreciate her frustrations as her game alternately improves and falls into slumps. I'm not sure what felt most familiar to me--her descriptions of New York City, her passionate love for the game, or Byer herself, a smart strong woman who is used to being good at things and who finds herself struggling madly to grasp this complicated and under-appreciated game. Her depictions of the world of league pool are so vivid, those who play will nod with recognition, and those who don't will feel as if they do. Most important, we get to watch her grow and change both as a player and as a person. If pool is your game you must read this book. Even if it's not, this is a beautifully-told story of a woman learning to hold her own in a world largely dominated by men. I couldn't put it down.
I loved this book. Rarely do I find memoirs to be page-turners like this one. I found myself looking forward to my morning subway ride so I could find out the next installment of Heather Byer's "Odyssey," in which she contends with her own Cyclops, lotus eaters, and Circe (in the form of ill-tempered, icily cold, and just plain loony pool players from New York's pool league scene). Readers get an intimate look at an intelligent, keenly observant, and very funny woman as she learns to maneuver her pool balls across the billiard table and herself through a social milieu far different from the professional world for which her midwestern, Ivy League upbringing had prepared her. As a casual pool player myself, the book taught me a great deal about the game and inspired me to find a local watering hole with a pool table and chalk up a cue.
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