Break Yo Self, by Jason Law, is a gritty, fast paced urban
fiction (often called Street Lit) novel, that is filled with raw realism in its
depiction of thug and street life. The title itself “Break Yo Self,” is a slang
term warning someone to prepare to be robbed or shot and is usually accompanied
by threatening someone with a knife or gun. It can also be taken to mean give
up everything of value in your possession, as in break the bank.
There certainly is a lot of possessions being passed around
this story. Cash, guns, drugs, the four friends at the center of the novel kick
things off with a robbery and from the reader is drawn into a world of dope
houses, kidnappings and murders.
Let’s be clear about something right off the bat. There are
no antagonists or protagonists in this book. No one’s hands are clean, no one
is truly innocent, everyone is looking for ways to make fast money and stay
ahead of everyone else. Lies are told, oaths are given and broken, and lives
are taken at the slightest provocation. This is a novel of the streets, it isn’t
designed to be pretty. There is no HEA for any of these characters, in fact,
many readers might feel that they get what they deserve in the end while others
will just shake their heads, desensitized to the violence.
The writer never tries to sugar coat his character’s
actions, he never tries to justify them, he simply tells their story and allows
the reader to decide if their choices led them to the ending they deserved.
There are many who might feel that Urban fiction glorifies violence and spreads
hate, but in Break Yo Self, Jason Law’s writing is like watching a movie
playing out. These guys are on a mission, that is their single minded focus.
There is no glory in what they do, nor is there any celebration. All they care
about when they are through is the money.
The pacing of this novel was fast and filled with action.
These are characters that are constantly thinking of their next score,
constantly trying to fill the time between it with something to remind them
that they are alive. Dice, drugs, football, women, Mr. Law takes us into their
neighborhood and shows the mundane as well as the violence.
For those who are a fan of Street Lit, check this book out,
and for those who aren’t, keep an open mind, you never know when you might like
something until you try it.
I can’t award this novel any dancing hamsters. It’s too raw
for cuteness like that. So I’m giving out my first Gangsta Hamsta award. Or in
this case, 4 of them.
You must have read a newer edition than the one I mucked thru.Minerwad like a rough draft.A very rough draft with no real plot nor direction. A total waste of time. I felt like I'd BROKE MYSELF
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