I Simply Am Not There

Just wow, this book hit a little close to home.
It's easy to lose sight of reality in this new world of instant communication and social media. Imagine reading an author and feeling so akin to what they are putting down that you develop some sort of delusional relationship in your mind. What happens when that relationship is not reciprocated, and you are unable to see past you're own ego and emotions. They might seem like they would be your best friend, but people do exist outside your own selfish world.
I've been in the authors shoes online, I read some of the authors in the Splatterpunk / Extreme horror genre and I can sometimes get caught up and relate to them on an entirely different level than just the superficial entertainment level, like they “just get me” or “we could be friends”. This book explorers what happens when you're unable to dial it back to reality and realize they are just people like yourself. How far would you take you're obsession.

PS make sure to stay after the story and read the afterword by Bateman, it answers alot of questions you may have had during your read.

I initially picked up this book because it was the first item in my “recommended for you” on Kindle, the cover made me think of it was there because of Wendy Dalrymple's books which have covers in a similar style. It was not the case, this is a gore fueled fever dream of violence and obsession. Reading this is like watching a train wreck, it's stomach churning but you can't look away. I really enjoyed the author's notes at the end too, I thought it was really cool of the author to be so open about stuff.