This book is titled "The Early Years" and stops just before the inaugural festivities in 1993. Having skimmed that later material in the full-length edition of this book, I would describe that as "Here's my story and I'm sticking to it." But the half in this book has less need for Clinton to cling to his usual talking points about his innocence, since it covers his growing up, schooling, and gubernatorial career. Unfortunately, instead of being sunk by Clinton's avoidance of responsibility, this part is sunk by another fault of his: cheap talk with little payout.
By that, I mean that Clinton takes his sweet time going over every little item in his life, but often with no real reason to. Here's an example: he says, "First I went to x. It was great. I got lost on the subway but a nice man helped me find the way. He said something I'll always remember: watch the signs. What earthy wisdom." Obviously this is made up for effect, but it is like that: Clinton has no editing ability to tell him when to expound upon a subject and when to cut to the chase and get to the point. If he did, he'd find there often is little or no point. Many of the asides he takes are 1. about other people and of no significance (apparently Clinton just wanted to give all his buddies some face time) and 2. not even very funny or interesting. But they come at a relentless pace: not very good stories about people you don't know or care about. So it is that Clinton must relate something bad that happened to his Boys State friend, or repeat some complaint one of his professors once shared, and so on.
The book is padded out with this kind of material. And when there's an important event, like the RFK killing, does Clinton only go on if he has something to add? Nope. He'll say, "My friend woke me and told me." Thanks for that scintillating story. It would have been ok if he'd actually had something to relate, but instead he only recites the details of the funeral (and the circumstances of the shooting - "A disgruntled Palestinian named Sirhan Sirhan shot him as he was walking through the kitchen") as if we never heard of it. So it is that he tells us about the bombing halt, and a whole slew of other events as they occur, in much greater detail than is necessary, as if we all live in caves. My point is that instead of saying how these events impacted him personally and are relevant to the story (and if they aren't, passing them over), Clinton just works his way through describing everything that happened between 1948 and 1993, without regard to any larger theme or connection with his subject (himself).
Even when he is governor and there is more substance to pass on, Clinton still can't resist telling us that thing that once happened to a friend of his while they were out in some rural county getting ready to start campaigning. And trust me, the thing that happened is never very funny or insightful. This helps explain why Clinton's presidential jokes were so bad: he doesn't know a good story from a bad one, but talks anyway because hell, that's what you do in Arkansas. Sadly, this makes his book pretty annoying.
All this could have been cut to bring out the real story. Doing it could have reduced this portion of the book by 200 pages. But instead you have to wade through a lot to get to it.
One other flaw: the power of biography is starting with a simple story of grandparents or something and ending up with someone who, for example, won WWII. But there is no building upsweep here, because Clinton keeps cutting in to say things like, "When I was president, I went to his funeral. I'll always remember how he loaned me 25 cents that day" or some other pointless thing that ruins the flow. Either that, or he disposes of people in one fell swoop: Jocelyn Elders gets introduced as an Arkansas health appointee, then Bill tells us why he let her go in 1994, then it's back to the rest of 1989. Proper storytelling structure it's not.
The best presidential memoir I've read is Nixon's (I've read LBJ's, Ford's, Carter's, and what Bush has written). Nixon knew how to be relevant. Clinton doesn't.