Of all the many books that come my way, I got to admit that horror holds a special place in my heart. I’ve been delving into many genres in the last couple of decades, convincing myself and others that there’s more to life than scary reads. There is, no doubt about it. But the truth of the matter is, there’s nothing better than the feel of holding and getting into a paperback novel with a gruesome image on its front. There I said it. I’m a horror geek. Whether it is print or digital, I am and will forever be devoted to this genre (and others, don’t worry); which brings me to this week’s review, THE NIGHTLY DISEASE by Max Booth III, courtesy of DarkFuse.
This is my first time reading this guy and I got to say that I was pleasantly surprise. THE NIGHTLY DISEASE is a first-person account of an overweight undereducated fellow whose quiet time of reading, writing, drinking or pleasuring himself on the roof of the hotel where he works as a night auditor is suddenly disturbed by the arrival of a bulimic girl. Add the constant demands of ungrateful guests, the discovered body of a co-worker, the sudden appearance of a face-eating owl and you get a pretty good idea what’s really in store.
If you had the chance to experience and enjoy the Dell/Abyss horror line of the early to mid-‘90s you’ll find common grounds with THE NIGHTLY DISEASE. Not a horror piece per se—verging more on crime drama/dark comedy/bizarro fiction—this novel works aplenty, thanks to a skillful writer and an against the grain approach. The presence of the mean-spirited owls may remind the fine-feathered antagonist in Charles Grant’s THE NESTLING (homage?) but clearly this is one psychedelic ride worth taking, especially if you’re not stuck too deep in the meat-and-potatoes of horror reading.
Thanks to NetGalley and the publisher for the chance to read this novel in exchange for an honest review.
Until next post—Martin