Why am I fascinated by dark creepy books about mental insanity,
cruelty, evil, addiction, depression, suicide....that take me to
places where I really don't want to go?
It's not entertaining, you can't call it a pleasure. - It's even some
kind of intriguing challenge.
Torture, fear, desperation, sometimes it hurts physically, at times
it is disgusting, sometimes unbearably sad. But I insist.
I'm not talking about stories with monsters, aliens, ghosts, witches
or other paranormal things. I'm talking about the normal madness,
books that feel all too real.
Depression is all around us, friends commit suicide, others are
addicted or in recovery, we all know someone who has been in a
psychiatric ward, we read about shooting sprees in schools, girls who
have been kept for years in some basement ... That's the world we
live in.
I want to see the whole image. I want to understand the twisted
minds, the reasons behind. I don't want to close my eyes.
And of course there's the thrill, the suspense, the
roller-coaster-feeling!
Here are some of the best books I've read last year from the
„Dark Side“ that really stay in mind:
Addiction
On the lips of children
are
so extreme that I really hope that these things don't happen anywhere
– but Mark Matthews has a way to make them feel real, and
it's frightening.
Stray isn't as shocking as the others but very realistic.
And, totally different
Mothers and their mental insane sons:
It's a special relationship between mothers and their sons and
sometimes love itself is insane.
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| House rules by Jodi Picoult |
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| We need to talk about Kevin by Lionel Shriver |
Insane minds
There are a lot more, but those come to my mind immediately.
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| Persona by Mark Horn who is a master of insane minds but this one is my favorite of his books. |
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by Clark Kline
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Suicide
The line between habit and addiction, between a depressed mood and
deep depression, between exhaustion and burnout is very slim. And I
know that depression is waiting for me just behind the next corner. I
don't see myself as a potential killer and I don't think I'd be able
to commit suicide. But the human mind is a fragile thing and I have
fallen in some dark holes and I don't know where I'd be now without
my faith, without Jesus who has always pulled me out of the holes.