I really looked forward to receiving this book, because I thought it would include some insight into how the unusual "wiring" of Asperger's syndrome contributes to creative genius. Now that I've read through the parts I could make myself read, I can't imagine why anyone would recommend this book.
First, the introductory chapter was so disorganized that one can only guess at it's purpose. There were comments about the similarities between autistic savants and the intense focus and dedication to a craft that is evident in creative geniuses with Asperger's, but the connection was not entirely plausible. There was also a discussion about the heritability of genius, during which a mention was made of Margaret Mead's disgraced Samoan studies, for no apparent reason. The first chapter appeared to be a jumble of disconnected paragraphs.
Nevertheless, I plowed on to the next chapter, about Jonathan Swift. At the beginning a cursory statement was made concerning his writing ability and his influence over the politics of the day, but the bulk of the chapter was a short history of the way he was treated by his family and peers, and a list of quotations from the "neurotypicals" who knew Swift, and found him irritating. Even when discussing such clearly traumatic incidences as his mother's abandonment of him at a very early age, no attempt was made to explain how his own experiences might have influenced his work.
Nor did the author discuss any positive gifts that might have been a consequence of Asperger's, such as Swift's strong sense of fairness, and his ability to stand outside the generally accepted political machinations of his culture and see it with new eyes. Because the judgments of Swift's contemporaries were the primary focus of the chapter, we learn only that he didn't fit in -- but we learn absolutely nothing about the connection between Asperger's and Swift's creative genius, which the book is supposed to be about.
Subsequent chapters were no more enlightening. If you really want to know how Asperger's syndrome is connected to creative genius, you should avoid this book. The author seems remarkably devoid of any feeling of compassion for the people he writes about, or any sense of awe at the great works they produced in spite of the great injustices they experienced because they were different. Nor is he particularly interested in how a person with Asperger's thinks in a way that is different from his peers, and how this difference contributes, in a positive way, to artistic expression.