kylejbartsch 's review for:

A Beautiful Composition of Broken by r.h. Sin

1.0

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I’ve heard people say that a “word salad” is the collection of many thoughts and words presented in a jumble of confusion with no real direction or meaning behind them. That would probably be too high of praise for this book. This is more like the excrement flushed away after someone consumed a word salad. I spent some time judging this authors books when I’d see them in Walmart on clearance or at the dollar store, but when I saw one on clearance at a thrift store for 10 cents, I figured, maybe I’ve been too harsh. Maybe there is some depth here. So I forked over my dime and took this home. It took me 2 days to read because of how empty each page is, and when I say empty, I’m not just talking about the margins. The words Sin writes are devoid of any depth at all. He glorifies mental illness constantly, showing how little of an understanding he has over it, he speaks extraordinarily high of himself and his work even though the his words are barely shards of advice let alone poetry, and worst of all, he isn’t as virtuous as he thinks he is, especially when it comes to women empowerment. Sin says many positive things about women in this book, however he speaks about them as if they were sad puppies trapped in cages in an inhumane shelter. He speaks of them as if they must be rescued and he’s the only one who can do it which ironically dismantles any positive message about women empowerment that he tries to convey. He has no self awareness at all. I’ve seen more chivalry by incels in Reddit comments than I see anywhere in this book. I’m sure his writing has done well on tumblr but in the literary world, his writing is nauseating and laughable at the same time (and I mean those things literally, nauseating and laughable). I could go on, the frustration I feel over this author is crazy. DON’T BUY THIS GARBAGE. If you’re a woman, you don’t need this loser. I only spent a dime on this book and boy do I wish I could get that dime back. I’m just glad, that when I paid for it, the money went to the thrift store and not him.

TLDR: Bad book, thinks lowly about women but disguises it as virtue, glorifies mental illness, self-centred in his writing, extremely confident but has nothing to show for it. HORRIBLE.