


Their love soon spirals into the mundane and probably would have done so anyway, but seems to do so all the quicker because of Isaac's obsession with Lilith. Their own problems will feel very real to anyone who has dealt with depression or had a partner who has dealt with it. As is his depiction of Isaac's relationship with the troubled Elizabeth. But Busboom's description of a young man's descent into need and desire is very engaging and realistic, full of emotion and straight from the heart. She is described as being very beautiful, but Isaac's obsession seems to go much deeper, much quicker than simple teenage lust. And I imagine there is something supernatural going on straight away. Isaac falls under the mysterious Lilith's spell the moment he spots her. My introduction to Busboom's fiction, and it made a great impact. Unnerving has cleverly marketed itself as the place to go for established and emerging names in the world of accessible scares.Īn excellent tale of love and obsession. I just have the ebook version but the interior design, as with all Unnerving books, is done quite lovingly. There are a multitude of beautiful phrases, with “anorexic trees” and “mist the color of an old man’s beard.” The senses are brought alive, first with the enticing and then with the disgusting which intermingle like the protagonist’s lust for a nubile demonic beauty in his area.Īlso deals with complex themes which I’d spoil if I gave away, but rest assured, this novella has a delicious moral ambiguity. Busboom takes his time to build the story and its setting. The author’s authorial confidence lured me into this tale and got me to slow down, as only great writers can. WHICH BRINGS ME TO this book from dark-fiction-publisher-on-the-rise, Unnerving. (Hope that little confessional memoir piece was cathartic to you, fellow reviewer, because as you can imagine I’m also supposed to get in writing hours and do a full-time job so I have very little catharsis per day to offer you.) (I’m one of the few reviewers who prefers PDFs. Well I got 300 pages into that then set him aside for a bit because I’m worried my metaphorical ceiling will cave in. I love it so much that I rack up the books I’m supposed to review until they strain against my ceiling and I feel the crushing longing of each text for an evaluation I put off giving it while I dive into my brand-new copy of Knausgaard’s My Struggle Volume Six, which sits at 1200 pages, with so many words on them.

“What have you been up to, fellow writer? What’s going on in your heart and mind?” Like many writers, I love to read and review the work of other writers.
