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Claustrophilia by Ezra Blake
I don't feel equipped to rate or review this book.
I read it. From start to finish. Every word.
I've never felt this disturbed before. I knew it was going to be a dark book. Claustrophilia could not be categorized as a romance. I knew it was going to be disturbing, and yet- I wasn't prepared. Nothing in the world could have prepared me for what I was about to read.
I knew after 20 pages in that Claustrophilia would be even darker and more disturbed than I had bargained for. I kept reading anyway. I'm not sure why. The entire time I was caught between morbid fascination and self-disgust.
Should I have stopped reading and attempted to keep safe the mind I had before this book? Perhaps. But my curiosity and stubbornness kept me reading.
Don't get me wrong- this was a grotesque masterpiece that I begrudgingly enjoyed at times. It was well-plotted, well-written, and wildly creative in nature. I just feel so dirty after reading the depictions of psychological and physical torture as well as necrophilia. Necrophilia is unappealing to me in every way. I think that was the worst part for me.
I can't really tell if I enjoyed this book. There are so many conflicting emotions swirling inside of me.
Perhaps I will update this review at a later date. But for now, I've just finished reading the grimiest book I think I will read in the whole of my lifetime.
I can't in good conscience recommend Claustrophilia to anyone. But if you chose to pick Claustrophilia up, then I can only caution you to read the list of trigger warnings. And stop reading if you find yourself disturbed after the first few torture sessions. It only gets worse.
I read it. From start to finish. Every word.
I've never felt this disturbed before. I knew it was going to be a dark book. Claustrophilia could not be categorized as a romance. I knew it was going to be disturbing, and yet- I wasn't prepared. Nothing in the world could have prepared me for what I was about to read.
I knew after 20 pages in that Claustrophilia would be even darker and more disturbed than I had bargained for. I kept reading anyway. I'm not sure why. The entire time I was caught between morbid fascination and self-disgust.
Should I have stopped reading and attempted to keep safe the mind I had before this book? Perhaps. But my curiosity and stubbornness kept me reading.
Don't get me wrong- this was a grotesque masterpiece that I begrudgingly enjoyed at times. It was well-plotted, well-written, and wildly creative in nature. I just feel so dirty after reading the depictions of psychological and physical torture as well as necrophilia. Necrophilia is unappealing to me in every way. I think that was the worst part for me.
I can't really tell if I enjoyed this book. There are so many conflicting emotions swirling inside of me.
Perhaps I will update this review at a later date. But for now, I've just finished reading the grimiest book I think I will read in the whole of my lifetime.
I can't in good conscience recommend Claustrophilia to anyone. But if you chose to pick Claustrophilia up, then I can only caution you to read the list of trigger warnings. And stop reading if you find yourself disturbed after the first few torture sessions. It only gets worse.