This book was gruesome and real, an end of days scenario written by a narrator in the midst of an existential crisis. It’s philosophical, gritty, and manic. The world is coming to an end but the main character never has an outburst, he seems unusually calm as the world and the people living in it decay around him. Perhaps because he has never really been part of the world to begin with, having always felt disconnected from people, is what makes it easier for him to accept the reality of what is happening. Throughout the story our leading man is rational and real. The lack of emotion in this main character was a change for me, but it was a good change of pace.
I’m not sure if this is a book I want to keep, I don’t think it is something that I could read again, but I am not going to say that it isn’t worth a read, because it is. I will say, if you love cats, there is a very graphic description of some cruelty in the middle that I definitely do not want to read ever again, I don’t even want to go back to try to find the pages for anyone who wants to read the book but skip that part. This is one of my most interesting finds during one of my many book store browsing sessions.
Nonfiction and Nonsense 