But as a journalist/photographer (he's never clear about what, if anything, he's doing work-wise), when he gets his chance to actually kill a Serb, he doesn't. He has this vague idea that he may get a job as a journalist or a photographer while over there, but the goal is to experience war. This cookies is installed by Google Universal Analytics to throttle the request rate to limit the colllection of data on high traffic sites. The bullet traveled through the back of the Range Rover, through the seat, through the man’s flak jacket, and then out the front of the vehicle.

Writing with a combat veteran's dark knowledge and a seasoned war correspondent's edgy, hesitant desire to cling to some sort of confidence in humanity, Loyd delivers a searing firsthand account of the war in Bosnia that successfully blends autobiographical confession and war reportage. The sometimes verbose passages are justified in light of the fact that nearly every other war book is underwritten and under analyzed. Loyd's strongest writing is in his descriptions of carnage - of the sound and smell of shellfire; of the sexual release of blasting away with an automatic machine gun … This is pure war reporting, free from the usual journalistic constraints that often give a false significance to suffering. It was not that I no longer missed those close to me, merely that I felt so detached as to be suddenly unaware of what I wanted or care about outside the immediate realm of Bosnia.Scoffing at the idea of objectivity, he lobbied against the Serbs and was embarrassed not to be shooting at them himself. This is pure war reporting, free from the usual journalistic constraints that often give a false significance to suffering. You can change your choices at any time by visiting Cookie preferences, as described in the Cookie notice. Gavin O’Connor is attached to direct and produce, along with Scott Lastaiti, who launched Palantir Group as an entertainment fund last year. An up-close-and-personal account of a heroin junkie reporting from the front lines of Bosnia – the bloodiest conflict Europe has witnessed since the Second World War – who uses the high of war to kick his drug habit.

A near fine copy with some very light wear on bottom edge in a fine DJ, now protected in removable archival mylar. Even in my deepest moments of fear, retreating or withdrawing it’s all the same, when I see those flashes of hope and swear never again, promise I’ll keep away the front or stay clean tonight, I know they are just illusions, flotsam in the river I pull myself up onto just so I can catch enough breath to last me for the next dive down. In the midst of the daily life-and-death struggle among Bosnia’s Serbs, Croats and Muslims, he was inspired by the extraordinary human fortitude he discovered. Beyond the field of war, the book will additionally relate to readers who struggle with substance abuse as a coping mechanism for their respective problems.

For those who have experienced war first hand, it is an intimate and personal endeavor often difficult to explain to their loved ones. The men approaching them were their own, captured days earlier during a dawn infiltration of the Muslim lines by the HVO. Loyd’s strongest writing is in his descriptions of carnage—of the sound and smell of shellfire; of the sexual release of blasting away with an automatic machine gun . These cookies help provide information on metrics the number of visitors, bounce rate, traffic source, etc.

The wounded correspondent asked Loyd to fill in until the paper could send a replacement, Loyd agreed and so started his first job as a journalist. Soon after arriving, he discarded his flak jacket not just because it was heavy, but because it placed a barrier between him and the residents who had to survive the horrors on a daily basis. Loyd] has written an account of its horrors that will wipe out any thoughts you might have had that we have reached the limit of the worst human nature has to offer. This harrowing account shows humanity at its worst and best, and is acknowledged as a classic of the genre. He is now a special correspondent for The Times of London, for which he has covered seven other wars, including the conflicts in Chechnya, Afghanistan, Sierra Leone, and Kosovo.You could take sides in Bosnia easily enough if you wished, but it never allowed you complete peace of mind. a stench of blood, excrement, mortar-fire, slivovitz and human bestiality emanates from these pages' Ben Shephard, Literary Review | 'Battlefield reportage does not get more up close, gruesome, and personal . And his writing from the middle of the action is visceral, rife with urges that chaos and anonymity spur.

It is a breathtaking feat of reportage; an uncompromising look at the terrifyingly seductive power of war. The military men he's descended from fought in the Boer War and in World War II, and he was a soldier himself with the British in Northern Ireland (where he apparently didn't witness a single shot fired in anger). This is the confession of an ex army officer come reporter who is driven by the horrors and futility of the Bosnian war and his own human failings to become an individual fueled by drugs, violence, hatred and all the raw emotions that such circumstances can create. Loyd's rebellious irritation and visceral response to the atrocities around him give uncommon immediacy to this thoughtful, unpretentious memoir of the war in Bosnia.My War Gone By is a brutal yet sensitive story which addresses both the nature of addiction and the experience of war. As a survivor he told it as it was, sometimes from the heart, but also as if he left his earthly body and looked down on the cruelty and pointless atrocities from above. The fear and confusion of battle are so vivid that in places, they rise like acrid smoke from the page' New York Times | 'Loyd's strongest writing is in his descriptions of carnage - of the sound and smell of shellfire; of the sexual release of blasting away with an automatic machine gun . Everything I had seen and experienced confirmed my views about the pointlessness of existence, the basic brutality of human life and the godlessness of the universe. He wrestles with the emotions of viewing as an outsider and being a participant in a world that very few of us will understand.