A romping, vivacious memoir covering eight decades of one woman's peripatetic existence that reads as though Katherine Hepburn was dropped into one of Hunter S. Thompson's fever dreams.
From the moment Lloyd thwarts her father's plans to send her to a staid, prim private school for young ladies, the author twists, turns and swivels through marriages, children and countless parties, alongside battles with alcoholism, illness and disappointment. Married early to an eccentric heir to the Standard Drug Company, Lloyd quickly learns that the she's made a ill advised decision and encroaches on what promises to be a very public divorce, the process abruptly cut short when she learns her soon-to-be ex-husband has been killed in a car accident and an inheritance of $1 million has landed at her feet. Lloyd promptly enters into her second marriage and bankrolls her new husband's many failing businesses until they discover Spanish Wells, an island in the Bahamas where the couple opens a scuba resort they successfully helm for 15 years until tragedy strikes again.
It's at this turn that Lloyd embarks on perhaps the most challenging part of her life as she faces down illness, her long-standing alcoholism and the volatility of love. The author's tone is infectious, if occasionally too digressive, but her tale zigs and zags through so many decadent experiences travel, luxury and plenty of camp that the reader can't help but be carried along with the swell. The story crisply refuses to draw a conclusion about the ranging life its protagonist has led, leaving us to revel in the sooty side of bad decisions and the punchy highs brought on by hard-won redemption.
A survivor s story that sometimes buckles under its loquacious tendencies yet reveals a one-of-a-kind life bound together by abandon, resilience and pure fun. --Kirkus Reviews
Ann Lloyd has surely endured a complicated life, which is detailed in her tangled but engaging memoir, Vodka on My Wheaties. Born to comfortable but neurotic parents in Cleveland, she first marries a wealthy and socially prominent eccentric. Next comes a lay-about Englishman she supports through a number of schemes, including ownership of a Bahamas resort, at which point she finally recognizes him as the strangely gullible con-artist he has been all along. And finally, there is a brief marriage of convenience to a Bible-toting, two-fisted drinker.
At the end of a series of adventures, Lloyd is rescued from pills and booze by a twelve-step program, only to find that the years of abuse and neglect have caused her body to rebel against everyday chemicals, eventually leading her to the safety of the porcelain trailer.
Lloyd rose from the ashes of her own fires gives her story its undeniable flair filled with a blizzard of bizarrely entertaining events and many, many dropped names. There's a convenient list of celebrities and the pages on which they are mentioned at the front of the book. --Blue Ink Review
--Blue Ink Review
No one's life is anything that resembles normal. "Vodka On My Wheaties" is a memoir of Ann Lloyd, as she expresses her own journey through eight decades of life, finding that nothing about her is normal, and she shares her story well and leaves readers with humor and a strong message. "Vodka On My Wheaties" is an excellent read, a fine addition to any memoir collection. --The Midwest Book Review
--The Midwest Book Review