This book is a very difficult one to judge... You can't easily put it into catagories like good or bad. To be honest, I struggled through the book. I knew I had my hands on something special but I couldn't help but feel bored with a few parts. When I finished Junky I wasn't even sure I liked it, but now, about 6 months later, I find myself STILL thinking about certain passages and characters, and wanting to go back and read it again. Junky is a very important piece of literature that I strongly reccomend.
*For more heroin related/beat generation writing, try "Cain's Book" by Alexander Trocchi. It is, dare I say it, even better than Junky.
The text may be dated, as it was first published in 1953. Nonetheless, Burroughs manages to convey the sleaziness and depravity of the life of a junky in dispassionate, spare prose. Don't look for any soul-searching here--Burroughs is thoroughly unapologetic.