Adult Fiction / Novel
Pub. 2012 by Little, Brown and Company
Reviewed by Sarah, 4/23/2015
Tosches creates a narrator that he none too subtly suggests might just be himself. The guy’s name is Nick, he’s a writer, he’s in his fifties, friends with Keith Richards…pretty much Tosches bio. I guess that all sounds fine, but then there is the troubling bit about Nick liking to drink the blood of pretty young women. The narrator feasts on their blood as a sort of life force, finding that his meals taste better and his body feels more alive after literally consuming a part of these women. While this makes the novel sound like a vampire fantasy book, it is something more akin to magical realism. Reading it feels a bit like falling into someone else’s nightmare, watching him live parasitically, and realizing that he feels zero remorse for his actions. You probably won’t like this narrator much as a person, but it’s a well crafted novel and an interesting read.