Kingdom Come by Virginia Weir is about Matilda hitting rock bottom and rediscovering her sense of self.

Kingdom Come is “a semi-autobiographical novel,” and I think semi must be the operative word, because I cannot imagine that anyone could possibly experience the life that Matilda, the main character in this book, endures.

Wracked with guilt and fearing both demonic possession and Satan-worshipping, Matilda roils through alcohol, drugged and derelict roommates, fear, loathing, and love of The Lord, and more than one lengthy stay in psychiatric wards on her wild ride to apparent Eternal Salvation. This book is both hysterically funny and totally confounding, which I suspect is why I thoroughly enjoyed the journey to Kingdom Come.